You’ll have to excuse this lack of oxygen
But comforts like that don’t come cheap here
Cheap here
And you won’t be wanting for privacy
There’s no excessive crime or hypocrisy
Stop if you want to take in the view
That’s what it’s meant to do
Now come on and catch up with me
You see, ‘cause I wasn’t that anxious for your company
Let’s get on with this
“Everything’s reduced below us to a palish glow
And what we’re grasping through the filters of our face mask says
This place is untouched
Nothing like it is way back home
And if you’ll forgive us for asking
We’d like to invest while market is low”
Those of your kind see right through the sublime
Like the glint and the glow of Mare Imbrium
Parking lots with metered maids are dancing in your head
On a world where the setting of the Earth is highly venerated
Can you catch the irony here?
I may be the caretaker
But I’m the king of the moon
Aren’t you fooled?
And maybe as caretaker
I’ll take an end to this lunar tour
