The human race is a plague upon Planet Earth and we must be stopped. It's time for people to stop the breeding and go quietly into the night. We've had our moment in the sun and we've fucked it up beyond belief. Let something else take our place. No more breeding folks...
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been.
But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end.
I'm out here on my journey, trying to make the most of it.
I'm a puzzle, I must figure out where all my pieces fit.
Like a poor wayfaring stranger that they speak about in song .
I'm just a weary pilgrim trying to find what feels like home.
Where that is no one can tell me, am I doomed to ever roam .
I'm just travelin', travelin', travelin', I'm just travelin' on.