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Nuts

Commander, this is blots at research project 23;

Im on earth collecting data on everything i see.

Although i realize the normal program runs ten years,

I'm calling now to ask you, please get me out of here.

My replicator needs some work, my food all comes out green.

My cloaking system flutters, i'm afraid i might be seen.

The auto doc keeps telling me there's no pain in my gut

And worst of all the people here are nuts.

They're nuts i say, commander

Their heads aren't screwed on right.

It isn't just a case of people who are not too bright,

If the early scout missed this then he must be a putts.

I've studied them and i should know they're nuts.

Consider the profession they think to be of worth

Some women make a living by their upper torso girth

A hero is a man who carries a ball a hundred yards

Broadcasting comments on that run brings even more rewards

Evangelists on tv say if you don't send them funds

Their god is going to kill them, i still don't get that one.

These folks don't have the common sense that god gave to a goose

They even let their lawyers reproduce

They're nuts i say, commander

Their heads aren't screwed on right.

There's no one home and there aren't even rumors of a light

I really cannot figure out how they got past mud huts

I've studied them and i should know, they're nuts

And those are just the mainstream, wait til you see the fringe

There's folks who stay up all night on one long singing binge

With songs of trolls and mucus and animals squished flat

And a guy who beats up criminals and dresses like a bat

Another cult here worships paper rather than guitars

They'll spend the price of two weeks food on so called trading cards

They'll talk of flying mammoths, ridiculous i know

Oh by the way, the dolphins say hello

They're nuts i say, commander

Their heads aren't screwed on right.

The bird of wisdom took one look at them and then took flight

As near as i can tell, they just get by on luck and guts

I've studied them and i should know they're nuts

There's folks who live on fault lines, there's folks who charge for sex

Some folks get paid amazing sums their muscles for to flex.

I'm not the easily panicked sort, i've done this work before.

But this place doesn't make since and i can't take any more

His answer came quite quickly to his immense relief

'your duty there is ended', the word came from his chief

'but we're sending you to outpost nine for quarantine' she said

We've got to make sure this thing doesn't spread

They're nuts i say, commander

Their heads aren't screwed on right.

Their grasp upon reality is very very light

I went out in my human suit and someone grabbed my butt

I've studied them and i should know they're nuts

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