Charley and I had a discussion a while back. This is what came of it.

Ben to Shuvin: We’re Smugglers!


Now this life I know
Ain’t the easiest way to live
Always one step from
Breaking down and never coming back

I chose this, so did you
You knew what this was coming to:

We’re smugglers, we’re smugglers, we’re smugglers, we’re smugglers!

System to system
From job to dirty job
Flying under the scanners
On a set of secondhand spanners

We do what we gotta do
Anything to just make it through
But no one gets to say
“You’ve gotta do it my way!”

Oh I turned my back on the straight and clean
To fly the stars free and lean
Only what we’ve got on board
To make it through to the
Next score
Oh we’re dancing next to security
Every day we stake our liberty
On the engines that we
Fixed up with anything that we could see

Oh what can we do
But fly down the hyperlane we set onto
It may seem like our paths are set
But all it takes is some new coordinates
And we’re off, to find new contraband
To move through some sleight of hand
If there’s a market, you know we got it
Pocket our credits and then forget it!

(Ben and Shuvin dance with smugglers in the background tap dancing)

System to system
From job to dirty job
Flying under the scanners
On a set of secondhand spanners

We’re runners, freighters,
Spacers and star sailors oh

We’re smugglers, we’re smugglers, we’re smugglers, we’re smugglers

Our life it ain’t easy
Looking for a slice of liberty
Find it on our ships in the middle of the black
I think I found it and I’m never going back

We’re smugglers!
The galaxy’s jugglers!
It ain’t a romance,
But it’s what we’ve got!