Did you hear?
Did you hear?
They whisper in the hallway, the coming display
The future dismay, the screams that will dance in a fray
But they say, they say it will be ok

The universe send a curse to earth, creating shocks birth
Panic and terror simply doubled their worth
As the human race found their place a speck in space
The result might erase even that case
Leaders assemble as the commoners tremble
Riots and suicides have become ample
They dig holes to hide, as they suspect the end of man’s glory
Tactics that have been tried, include satellites in their trajectory
Each try is announced as the rockets fly
The sparks cry extreme measures to not let hope die
And here is their new endeavor from minds thinking they’re clever
An attempt which should occur never and I mean never
Nuclear Rockets a dozen set up
In success and or failure humanity is fucked

Did you hear?
Did you hear?
They whisper in the hallway, the coming display
The future dismay, the screams that will dance in a fray
But they say, they say it will be ok

The sky has a scar running across its face
A green stripe, a trace from their struggle’s slow pace
Now that their best option has been put to rest
The facts are pressed and globally stressed
The bombs went off before they hit
It had a shield protecting it
There is no hope but they can’t let on
Not before long it will all be gone
But they can’t let on that something is wrong
So the news still plays that same old song

Did you hear?
Did you hear?
They whisper in the hallway, the coming display
The future dismay, the screams that will dance in a fray
But they say, they say it will be ok

It struck the ground, but their hearts still pound
Meaning their lives are still around
They still breathe, humanity is still present
It took out half of America but the mood is pleasant
It wasn’t a comet it was a ship
Believe it or not it slowed down before it hit
All the camera’s in the world focus on one spot
Looks like a door or whatever this ship got
It opens up and a alien comes out
He looks baffled as if he can’t get what this is all about
He lets his tentacle slide down what looks like his head
His head then opens up and words are being said
The miracle is every human alive can hear him
As the alien say’s: “Not again … I gotta stop drinking and driving”

Did you hear?
Did you hear?
They whisper in the hallway, the coming display
The future dismay, the screams that will dance in a fray
But they say, they say it will be ok