Every month the Phoenix missile works club gets together in the cotton fields south of Talladega to shoot off rockets they've crafted. Propelled by nitrates, sugar and who knows what else, some shoot thousands of feet into the air. It's fun for the whole family. When asked if he'd seen the movie Rocket Boys, one man said, "That there is the story of my life—except the NASA part of it."
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Well, we've been to Hartford
We've been to Woonie.
We've been to Boston.
We've been to the Berkshires.
We're going to Connecticut.
We're going to Bronxville.
We're going to New York.
We're going to Georgia.
Then I'm going back to rehab.
Going, going, gone. As they say.
Rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone
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