The Mongrels

I was told we came in rockets
Davy Crocketts
Beaten and lone
Looking for gold
Dead to the bone

When the Martian dust subsided
We found loved ones
Waiting for us
Glad you're all back
Nice cup of tea

Flowers were brought to their graves
Filled with remembered remains
Foreign to Martian terrain
Earthlings that died far away
It still felt good to be bound
To those empty holes in the ground
Filled with remembered remains

So he spoke
Musing in his rocking chair
Curling his hands in my hair
Locks of smoke
echoed the words from his lips

There was a time when we were Earthlings
Mining mirage
Now we've all changed mixing our blood with the foe
We became dust eyed and bold
Smashed up the radio controls

Flowers were brought to their graves
Filled with remembered remains
Foreign to Martian terrain
Earthlings that died far away
It still felt good to be bound
To those empty holes in the ground
Filled with remembered remains



Credits
Writer(s): Víctor Palacios Herrero
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