It’s no big mystery
No matter what you think.
The losers writing history
Just use a lot of ink.
Aliens with bigger brains
Will send a robot probe
And poke around in our remains
On a dusty lifeless globe.
They’ll find a trophy of our race:
a ball point pen with Tinky-Winky’s face
Happy now and then.
You don’t need a shrink
Our a couch to lie down
Buy yourself a drink
And wear a happy frown
If we all cease to be,
No cause to be upset.
’cause there will always be
a sunset.
In Spring I’ll be remembered.
At best I’ll be a name
In a book by next December
with every page the same.
Aliens with bigger brains
Will send a robot probe
And poke around in our remains
On a dusty lifeless globe.
They’ll find a trophy of our race:
a ball point pen with Tinky-Winky’s face
Happy now and then.
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024