We're hurtling through space at top speed
So don't be surprised if you get a nosebleed
I also know for a fact that we're small
So don't go drooling over the size of crossgates mall
We are a tick in a forest of trees
So it's no surprise that you can never find your car keys
Sun's big and bright but it's a small star
I often wonder how the hell we've made it this far
I really hate it when people complain
About preventable heart disease and a little rain
Little green men, they could be our friends
We keep them away with recurrent 70s trends
Who can explain a world with cell phones
Intricate computers and the likes of jenny jones?
I really hate it when people complain
About broken escalators and a little rain
I really hate it when people complain
About how tipping's overrated and a little rain
Tomorrow we might not be here at all
We could get hit with a big flaming fireball!
Time's running out, so please don't delay
Know who you are more than you know how much you weigh
I really hate it when people complain
About what they should have done yesterday and a little rain
I really hate it when people complain
About all their broken promises and a little rain
