The Rune of Mankind
The ruin of mankind
Has been put it it's place
Off to Mars
TheRich will race
To drive their cars
In cooler place
While we fry-lings
Seek saving grace
They know the need
To leave post-haste
So privatize
Exploring space
Absorb the public's right
TheRich stole Sun
We'll have no fun
There is no shine in night