Or "Hooray for the Humans"
a meditation in Post-Apocalyptic Folk-Rock!
Every now and then, someone favorites (or unfavorites) this little line, which I dropped as a comment on a great post about the world after humans. It's actually the opening line to a song I've been mean to post forever. Here's the cleanest version I've got so far.
when the angels leave their silos
white-hot mushroom clouds for halos
to rain fire and leukemia down on everyone below
then the rodent and the roach
the robot and the ghost
will live at peace until the sun turns crimson and explodes
they'll sing hooray for the humans
now that all is said and done
bit off more than they could swallow
but they knew how to have fun
all the arsonists and artists
making news under the sun
Doris Day, Mahatma Gandhi and Attila the Hun
in the depths of nuclear winter
when the snow mixes with ash
they'll build towering statues out of permafrost
with each snowman they erect
the automatons and specters
will pay tribute to a parent they have lost
they'll sing hooray for the humans
who lived and died by the gun
what a lousy sack of sinners
but they knew how to have fun
all the arsonists and artists
making news under the sun
Harvey Milk, Ella Fitzgerald, Georgia O'Keeffe and John Donne
so keep building ghosts and robots
with everything you do and say
while we live let's carve our faces
in the mountain, sea and sky
cuz when the hands of God and Darwin
shake on it and call it quits
ghosts and robots will be all that's left
to tell of You and I
posted by es_de_bah at 8:49 PM on January 28