It got too hot, and so we overthrew the system
'Cause there's no place for human existence like right here
On this bright blue marble orbited by trash,
Man, there's no beating that!
It was no big thing to give up the way of life we had, oh,
My social life is now quite a bit less hectic,
The nightlife and the protests are pretty scarce,
Now I mostly spend the long days walking through the city
Empty as a tomb.
Sometimes I miss the top of the food chain,
But what a perfect afternoon!
Industry and commerce toppled to their knees,
The gears of progress halted,
The underclass set free,
The super-ego shatters with our ideologies,
The obscene injunction to enjoy life
Disappears as in a dream
And as we return to our native state,
To our primal scene.
The temperature, it started dropping,
The ice floes began to freeze.
From time to time we all get a bit restless
With no one advertising to us constantly,
But the tribe at the former airport
Some nights has meat and dancing
If you don't mind gathering and hunting,
We're all still pretty good at eating on the run.
Things it would have been helpful to know before the revolution,
Though I'll admit some degree of resentment
For the sudden lack of convenience around here,
But there are some visionaries among us developing some products
To aid us in our struggle to survive
On this godless rock that refuses to die.