One for Gina

As the curtain falls on planet earth
The politicians with blind ambitions
Squabble over patches of dirt
And when the billionaires blast off
Into the Milky Way
They look back at me and you
On a dot that once was blue
But now is a kind of browny-grey

At least they'll have each other
And a dwindling supply of champagne
As they search for another planet to conquer and claim
For years and years in vain

And when their oxygen tanks hit the reserves
Chaos arrives, they split up into tribes
And fight over who gets eaten first
Among the orgies and cannibal buffets
Adani turns to Gina, says, gee, it's nice to see you
She smiles, then runs a screwdriver into his ribcage

At least they'll have each other
And a dwindling supply of champagne
As they search for another planet to conquer and claim
For years and years in vain

Back on Earth, things have changed
We're digging tunnels and mass graves
The cities are empty, just bullet shells and tumbleweeds
And cockroaches eat away at the last Matisse
Kids are born and raised that never see the stars
That never know being outside without a gas mask

And far down below it all
We huddle and survive
Like ants trapped in colonies
For the rest of our lucky lives

But at least we'll have each other
And a chance to start again
As together we take cover
From dust storms and acid rain

While far up above us
Those billionaire bodies float
Silent in zero gravity
Hands wrapped around each other's throats

I'm glad I'm not one of those poor people