we're hurtling through space at top speed

so don't be surprised if you get a nosebleed

i also know for a fact that we're small

so don't go drooling over the size of crossgates mall



we are a tick in a forest of trees

so it's no surprise that you can never find your car keys

sun's big and bright but it's a small star

i often wonder how the hell we've made it this far



i really hate it when people complain

about preventable heart disease and a little rain



little green men, they could be our friends

we keep them away with recurrent 70s trends

who can explain a world with cell phones

intricate computers and the likes of jenny jones?



i really hate it when people complain

about broken escalators and a little rain

i really hate it when people complain

about how tipping's overrated and a little rain



tomorrow we might not be here at all

we could get hit with a big flaming fireball!

time's running out, so please don't delay

know who you are more than you know how much you weigh



i really hate it when people complain

about what they should have done yesterday and a little rain

i really hate it when people complain

about all their broken promises and a little rain