The words tumbled in 
Voyager 2 had to send 
Outbound from Saturn 
In the darkness again, 
Sayin' "There's no data to relay 
I got nothin' to send -- 
There's nobody out here 
So don't ask me again. 
It's empty as a warehouse, 
It's dark as a tomb, 
It's blank as people's faces 
When you walk into a room. 
Where are the pulp novel peoploids 
We always assumed 
Would point out our folly 
And its imminent doom?" 

The Martians aren't coming down. 
They're nowhere to be found. 
And when there's nobody around 
You gotta stand on your own. 

The boys up at Palomar 
Polish down the mirrors, 
They long at Arecibo 
For the music of the spheres, 
On the west coast all the psychics, 
All the seekers and the seers 
Still wait upon the hour
When the fleet at last appears. 
But let's turn off the late movie 
And call it a night, 
I'll shut down the receiver 
And kill the runway lights. 
I know it's disappointing 
But it's gonna be alright, 
It's better in the long run 
When you fight all your own fights.

Copyright © Thomas Anderson, Angry Young Grad Student Music