We’ll all go together when we go,
But today there’s more options, we know:
Different horses we’ll ride
To the other side,
But we’ll all go together when we go.
Conquest won’t be our last feat,
‘Cause the heat’s something we cannot beat:
Not just temperature factors,
But busted reactors—
Our fate’s set in hard white concrete.
Famine’s the next thing we’ll greet
Without foods like wheat and red meat;
When there’s no more to carve
From each other, we’ll starve:
We can’t live without something to eat.
War gives a chance to mistreat
Each other with horror complete;
The future looks black,
And there’s no turning back,
Though we’re headed for certain defeat.
Death, from his Lehrer’s come to mow:
We’re already pale and laid low;
There’s more ways that I’ve missed,
But you’re getting the gist—
We’ll all go together when we go.