My time/space machine just broke right down,
I spilled my beer and the darn thing shorted queen's royal crown,
It will just not start,
It won’t blink or spit a fart,
I guess I’m stuck in this miserable earthling smelling town.
I found a blue planet in Galaxy Nine, But, my landing on it, I had to decline, The planet was surrounded by roids, With few in-between voids, And my navigation was influenced by wine.
Martian, Martian from the sky, How'd you Martians learn to fly, We once tried space travel here, But, 'cause of money and fear, On Earth we're all going to die. Martian, Martian you have traveled far, While, we can't build a reliable car, We can't stay in space, We're a dumbing-down race, Remember us when you reach your next star.