The stakes this time are heavens high
Immortal bliss on the by and by
Funny to squabble over heaven
like there isn't enough to go around
Funny to tempt Armageddon
Put off our fun till we're underground
Earths that rickety shack on the edge of town
Unkempt, Quarantined, making creaking sounds
An amateur species bachelour pad
A real rookie species with this battling fad
Us apes will scratch our heads at the pearly gates
Found while tinkering with the genecode and deciding our fates
and our baffled preists will voice dismay
When they see immortality a telemere away
As our fearfull leaders out of habits sake
trod us to hell for heavens sake
John lennon said there would be days like this
When we'd have to oust the jokers to follow our bliss
After that its simply cerebral archeceture
create our paradise of gyri and sulci texture
nurture the pleasure tracts and make em grow
find those tribal reward bits and cut their flow
Imagine leaving these kindergarten religions behind
While birthing our own god
It's about god damn time