or delay, it's expensive
So pay up, foreclosure's a moment away
Financially, we're fine actually
So contractually say it again!
Construct!
An industrial wonderland with a hundred belts to ride on
Automate!
Set beams to plunder and then find somewhere else to siphon
Explore!
There's a whole ton of funds to be funnelled under that horizon
Exploit!
So tear it asunder with thunderous, sulfurous pyres and pylons
This is a FICSIT reminder!
It's a lizard-doggo-eat-lizard-doggo world out there
But that doesn't mean it won't also try and eat you
So be careful
Those uniforms aren't cheap
You've been hurled without leave to build worlds without leaves
Scorch the earth, burn the trees, crush the birds, squash the bees
Yes, the customer may moan, kicking creatures from their home
But they'll scream and rant and rave if they don't get their mobile phone
You may think that it's a lot, slaying nature so our stocks gain
You may rethink extinction when your neck is on the Blockchain
All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small
Will be scanned and logged and processed for the shareholder's bankroll
It's a little bit of sweat, a little bit of toil
And a big blind eye to the wildlife spoiled
If they go the way of the dinosaur
What you crying for? We're just making oil!
So the seas may boil and the skies might burn
But we'll reap the spoils of the prize you've earned
No quarrel, it's morally grey, just quarry away
Morals make for downturn
Mother nature ought to be
Hung, drawn and quarterly
Diced up and torn to pieces, export and reset
Our big spreadsheet says more for me
Unlike a life, a price is dependable
Cutting expenses to keep you expendable
Spreading our message, we made you a prophet
So make us a profit, we'll grant you ascension
All manner of valuables need our attention
The fact that there's animals ain't worth a mention
If there's a creator, I guess in a sense then
That we are a case of divine intervention
Beyond the heavens, there is revenue to glean
So turn that greens to black and we can turn it back to green
Tax law is more lax for planets unseen
And in space, no one can hear the machines
Right, I want ten thousand steel beams at my desk by four
No, not literally, where would I put them?