Finally a few thousand years ago
Lost in broken scout ship
They landed, crash landed
On a great green ball
It was covered with clouds and waterfalls
They had to get back
But the ship was broken, that's a matter of fact
When suddenly they stumbled upon some things
Hangin' out in the trees
You know they planned it
To make a slave culture
Using their own DNA as a source
Mixing with the things
We are what they needed to raise up the technology level
You know that they thought that they could make it back
They saw that it was a matter of fact
They landed, crash landed
On a great green ball
It was covered with clouds and waterfalls
They had to get back
But the ship was broken
They were all alone, they had no home
Their planet was three thousand light years gone
And the turbo warp lift drive was broken
When suddenly they saw that they had a need
Of slave labor camps
They were not real
They were SPACEMEN from another place
They had to modify a lower species to make it work
Then they made a slave culture
And suddenly they liked it, it was better than home
Now we imitate them to this vary day
Destroying the Earth in every way
This planet was abandoned
By the spacemen
We were left to fend all on our own
We inherited language
And our own faulty thinking is a side effect
Two essential singer-songwriters join forces for an uplifting anthem to raise awareness and support for gun safety and reproductive rights. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2022