Doris Daytheearthstoodstill

They don't know we're out here, as far as we can tell,

so jamming all our senses with advertizing hell and late-

night movie heaven is accidental, well, details at eleven

But Doris Daytheearthstoodstill, the hippest chick on

Thurth

Let's live always the dream they beam from planet Earth

All our tentacles entwined, snow-blind and without sound

Doris Daytheearthstood still, you make my world go round

You grow a new antenna

The signals multiply with ads for soap and henna,

the products we can't buy

And all across the asteroid,

everyone will die unless we send the gas droid