Send Us Our Dogs Back

I'm gonna say no
Only because there are things I like being tied to
And I'd rather have my girlfriend and dog
Than be living in a literal infinite void

And I'm gonna say no
Not that anyone's offered
And I know
You should be chasing unexpected opportunities
But I don't see the benefit of abandoning my mortgage

I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars

So I'm gonna say no
And besides I've heard the food is bad
And you gotta be good at mechanical engineering or whatever
And my student loan is already pretty maxed

So fuck you space
And your absolute nothingness
So fuck you space
And your unquantifiable loneliness

So fuck you
And your pointless stars
And your life on mars
And your messed up measurements of time and or distance

And your black matter
And your black holes
And your expanding suns
And your moonless planets

And your Voyager missions
Interstellar transmissions
And your cold welding
And your lack of air pressure

Your elliptical galaxies
And your existential concepts
And your expensive movies
And your billionaire pissing contests

Can you send back all of those dogs that we sent you over the years?
What do you mean they're all dead!
They were presents!
Oh, fuck you space!

I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
Fuck you space!
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
Fuck you space!
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
Fuck you space!
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
Fuck you space!
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
Fuck you space!

I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me
I don't wanna leave
You can watch the shooting stars down here with me



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Writer(s): Thomas Hogan
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