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01. Elected

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice,
I wanna be elected,
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce,
I wanna be elected,
Kids want a savior, don't need a fake,
I wanna be elected,
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make,
I wanna be elected, elected, elected.

I never lied to you, I've always been cool,
I wanna be elected,
I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school,
I wanna be elected, elected, elected,
Hallelujah, I wanna be selected,
Everyone in the United States of America.

We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm,
We're gonna be elected,
You and me together, young and strong,
We're gonna be elected, elected, elected,
Respected, selected, call collected,
I wanna be elected, elected.

And if I am elected
I promise the formation of a new party
A third party, the Wild Party!
I know we have problems,
We got problems right here in Central City,
We have problems on the North, South, East and West,
New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles,
Detroit, Chicago,
Everybody has problems,
And personally, I don't care.

02. E=MC²

It all came to me in the wake of a dream
Bending space, reversing the stream
The knowledge is mine to influence time
And avert our decline (we'll avert our decline)

We could use this to salvage mankind
Send projections into the past (telepathy time)
Etch humanity's fate in their minds
Let them know man won't last
(It all came to me in the wake of a dream)

This may be our last chance
If we want man to survive
A mirror reflection
Show them our world as it dies
Cut through the barrier
And do what no one has dared
Let's break the equation
E=MC2

Our first try was a minor success
No control, I can but guess
We have to move now; don't know just how
No mistakes are allowed
(We can make no mistakes)

I have sent it but nothing changes
Just a line in some ancient lore
(Medieval times)
I don't know just how far it ranges
Everything's like before
(It all came to me in the wake of a dream)

03. Ride The Comet

Find your way home, little extremophiles
Fly, beloved sons
Find your way home, donors of life
Fly, my chosen ones
You're on your own now, little extremophiles
Ride your frozen ark
You're on your own, cleaving the skies
Ride into the dark

Carry out your dangerous task, sail uncharted spheres
Live out our dreams, ride the comet!
Journey on the Migrator trail, cross the new frontiers
Pass on our genes, ride the comet!

You are the future, little extremophiles
Fly towards the sun
You are the future, you know what to do
Fly, it has begun

04. Day Six: Childhood

You're alone in your bedroom
Hiding from the world, staring at the ceiling

Mother said 'he'll be home soon'
But he never was, and I knew how she was feeling

You always let him down; 'you'd never be like him'
He'd always break you, never let you win
No matter what you said, he'd always disagree
You swore that one day you would be
...better than him...one day you'd win

You're hiding out in the cellar
Aching and ashamed, covering up the bruises

And then he would tell her
How I tripped and hurt my head, how I'd always be a loser

You're all alone in your bedroom
How could you learn to care, when nobody cares for you

Mother said he'd be home soon
But he never came, as for me...he didn't have to...