It is only a matter of time before they realize,
this world has been destroyed by land development and population size.
And they will look for cratered pastures.
Because the moon is so beautiful this time of night,
and a mansion would look so elegant in that light.
So they will fly their luxury shuttles
to the dream homes in bubbles.
And leave us in this dump they left behind.
But what they don't know, is when they make their depart,
the music here on Earth will start.
So fly to your Moon Mansion and leave us to rot.
We know a beautiful life cannot be bought.
Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 3:54 PM UTC
It is only a matter of time before they realize,
this world has been destroyed by land development and population size.
And they will look for cratered pastures.
Because the moon is so beautiful this time of night,
and a mansion would look so elegant in that light.
So they will fly their luxury shuttles
to the dream homes in bubbles.
And leave us in this dump they left behind.
But what they don't know, is when they make their depart,
the music here on Earth will start.
So fly to your Moon Mansion and leave us to rot.
We know a beautiful life cannot be bought.
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