We tried but there was nothing we could do.

Trapsing about
Bumping together
Like buirds of a feather,
Never fret my little one,
Pierce the trees and make them bleed
Do not hog all the fun.
Till the earth runs out of blood,
We'll sift the mud
And ransack what remains
Of our proud domains.

Remind us of what we once were
Proud and glorious
Victorious
Towering over us now
Life is a blurr
Not to worry
They'll swing by soon
And pick us up
Take us to the moon
My alien friends
They know best
Forget the rest
And follow.

Jack be nimble
Thyme and thimble
Tear the symbol
Of the world
Take an aspirin
Wake up gasping
Pull the piston
Till tires squeal.
We'll turn the wheel
Jack be quick
We haven't much time
At the wrong end
Of that stick.