We're much preferred customers,
Welcome to planet pod,
Where insects sound like lasers,
And men who wear abrasive hats,
With eyeballs judge like juries,
And skin that flakes like ancient pant,
Suffocate contentment
Birds creep over tin roofs
Like criminals with tap shoes
Stain the glass with windows,
Extortionate and cold stare
We're much preferred customers,
And honestly I don't care
You'll get a chance, another chance, one more sun
Drape the concrete curtains, over empty spaces
Age is just a number drawn on empty faces
...sun
...sun
