Oh, Daddy was a caveman, He fought in skins, no shirts. He dreamed of lights up in the sky, While scratching in the dirt. You ETs and your stars... Oh, Daddy the bold fighter, Slew his cousins, fourth, and third. He dreamed of peace eternally, And died speared to the earth. You ETs and your stars... Oh, Daddy was a lover, And yet he beat his wife. He dreamed, longing for sanity Regretting all his life. You ETs and your stars... Yes and Daddy was a leader, He dreamed, yet still told lies. He got the frightened masses, To put missiles in the skies. You ETs and your stars... My Daddy was unlearned, But ever on he tried. He hated his damned ignorance, And struggled with his pride... He stepped up on a bootstrap, then And, up on nothing, cried. That tragic orphan willed to me, A mind and heart, then died. So scorn me as a wolfling, Sneer at my orphan's scars! But tell me, boys, What's your excuse? You ETs, and your stars? You Eatees and your stars!
Do not go gentle
into that good night...