Proxima Centauri At the Drive-In

[Verse 1]
T-minus ten seconds and counting
Ten seconds and counting
T-minus ten seconds and counting
Ten seconds to go
T-minus ten seconds and counting

[Pre-Chorus]
Metronome charisma
Keeping time in slingshot tempo

[Chorus]
Utopia, the landfill crawls
Omens that back the truth
Erase the veins of this dateline
As it tells the story
Of this Roman fracture space time cliché

[Verse 2]
I can't believe the feeble recipe
Civilization tastes so good
Nero has conquered the stars
No one ever saw the spacesuit togas
A wreath around the head like Saturn's rings

[Bridge]
Stole your recipe
The ghost ship cemetery
We won't lie