Fermi Paradox

In 1950, at Los Alamos, a scientist was talking with his friends

And the conversation had them all fully engrossed

About this universe that almost has no end

And as they were all about to return to their study

Enrico suddenly shouted "Where is everybody?"

And he sat down and did a few simple calculations

That indicated we should've been visited thousands of times

At least, based on his estimations

Oh, that's the Fermi Paradox

If they're out there, why don't we hear 'em talk?

The galaxy just keeps on spinnin'

With four hundred billion stars in it

And I just can't believe that we could be unique

When there's so much space in this galaxy

Oh, I want Pandora's Box

To be open, but instead we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox

There are dozens of ways this paradox might be resolved

And you probably can think of some yourself

Maybe advanced technology rarely evolves

Or maybe God sent them all to hell

Or maybe advanced technology leads to its own destruction

Or maybe species lose interest in reproduction

Or maybe they're just afraid of what we'll do when we find out

So, they're hiding until we grow a bit and don't have the same tendency to frequently freak out

Oh, that's the Fermi Paradox

If they're out there, why don't they talk?

The galaxy just keeps on spinnin'

With four hundred billion stars in it

And I just can't believe that we could be unique

When there's so much space in this galaxy

Oh, I want Pandora's Box

To be open, but instead we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox

Oh, the question of whether there is more life out there

As far as I'm concerned, is moot

But it appears that the aliens do not use Foursquare

And, no, I'm not trying to be cute

Because the way that we listen is defined by our ears

And the time that we've been listening just a couple dozen years

We'll be lucky when we see them if we notice them at all

Our cosmic phone could be ringing off the hook right now, and we're just not answering the call

Oh, that's the Fermi Paradox

If they're out there, why don't they talk?

The galaxy just keeps on spinnin'

With four hundred billion stars in it

And I just can't believe that we could be unique

When there's so much space in this galaxy

Oh, I want Pandora's Box

To be open, but instead we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox

Oh, yeah, we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox

Oh, no, we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox

Oh, yeah, we're stuck in Fermi's Paradox