We bustle about
Attending to our business
What we think is important
But the truth is
We are no better than roaches

We roam free in the darkness
But when the bare bulb flickers on *click*
We scurry back under the fridge
Behind the stove
Back to the office

We think we can survive
Nuclear holocaust
But we are inferior
Did you think we'd live forever?
Our time is coming

In the grand scheme
Our absence won't matter
So press the red button
Nuke Mother Earth
They say roaches can survive

We won't be so lucky.