Houston, tenemos un poema

Spaceship to Houston, I've been insisting for a while
and, with no response, I'll have to recite a cosmic poem.
The message is of a very deep anger.
The verses are from the Yankee and the music is from the Russian.

Houston, I'm scared, I want to get off this place.
If everyone is crazy, I'm going to leave this place.

Spaceship to Houston, I've been insisting for a while, you don't travel at light years.
if they cut the electricity from their offices.
Buba was sodomized and it wasn't me.
This is very serious, what interests are at stake?

Houston, I'm scared, I want to get off this place.
If everyone is crazy, I'm going to leave this place.

And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.

And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.

And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.
And this place, and them, damn them.

Get us out of here, Houston have some compassion.
I'm not inspired by the stars nor did I see God.
I await your decision.