Nobody admires the ruins, Of a throwaway empire
They left a shitty plastic flag on the moon
The used whalebone to make nature groan
And to make all the ladies swoon
Built a facade instead of civilization
Around the worship of worldly mammon
They had just enough of the right kind of faith
To make them sacrifice the innocents
At night the rubble glows, rusty water flows
Watch out for feral tigers and the razorbacks
Relic of the frontier, I only survive out here
Guiding safaris for pseudo-brave guys named Vlad
Some folks grow things, by scratching in the earth
In the spots that aren’t too radiated
Some smelt the oxidized beams that lay around
Skim the dross and sell the remnant
Skim the dross and sell the remnant
That’s the homage we pay to that throwaway empire
That barely registers in our memories
Because even when it was, it was working toward
Ceasing ever to be!--
