And now the seal is broken
And we are free
To watch the world in full HD
Them bells and whistles
Fancy gizmos
Light our way with shiny screens
We're so contentious
We're always right
Never let leisure out of sight
And hardly ever
Stop and think about our
Self-inflicted plight
Oh human race
It won't be long until we conquer space
Wherever we may roam
We never seem to get enough
Of f*cking up our only home
Leave your AC running
Fill your tank with high-octane delight
Throw your used-up batteries
Into an ever growing pile of rotting trash
Our days are wasted
Off they fly, they won't be lived again
While we, in our gray boxes
With tiny windows
Are getting lost in shiny screens
Oh human kind
There's always something here
To blow your mind
That's how we roll
But do we always find ourselves
F*cking up our only home
Oh, human race
It won't be long until we conquer space
Wherever we may roam
We never seem to get enough
Of f*cking up our only home
F*cking up out only home