Well I don’t wanna be the bearer of bad news
But this gorgeous globe we live on it can’t handle much more
Overpopulating as we’re hackin' it hollow
And I don’t think we’re gonna stop until we’re down to the core
So sooner and not later we should look to the cosmos
If we wanna carry on with this old human race
Build ourselves a few hundred millennium falcons
And blast the fuck right into space
Got a bad sunburn down on Mercury
The moons of Jupiter are still too far off
Mars is the only option we have left
And it’s past due time so now we’re lifting now we’re lifting off
Let’s set up on Mars and create an utopia
Where our only enemy is called solar wind
We’ll import all our water from dwarf planet Ceres
And restore the hydrostatic equilibrium,
We’ll backpack to the top of Olympus Mons
Or have a rendezvous to Phoebes or Demos
There’s one thing that’s absolutely certain
if we stay on Earth we’re fucking toast
Got a bad sunburn down on Mercury
The moons of Jupiter are still too far off
Mars is the only option we have left
And it’s past due time so now we’re lifting now we’re lifting off
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Lyrics submitted by Ozone.