I got a lord of my ownAnd I got him at homeHe’s the one that I trustNot to say I mustBut he’s a friendly guyHe used to live in the skyAnd then I gave him the keyNow he’s living with meHe’s not the holy ghostOr my father nor my sonIf I should give him any nameIt would be Captain Fun’Cause there’s a ship There’s a shipSailing by Sailing byThere’s a ship There’s a shipSailing by Sailing byThere’s a ship There’s a shipSailing by Sailing byThere’s a ship In the skySailing by Sailing byAnd I know if I tryHe’ll always stand byIf I should laugh and cheerI know he’s hereHe’s like E.T. if you’re asking meBut he wears this plastic-bubbleThat gave us trouble’Coz he’s from the skyAnd without it he would diePeople ask: « Whats that? »I reply: « Thats Captain Space-hat »There’s a ship…Halleluja….