Beam Me Up

High above the clouds somewhere
The cold of space spreads thin
We endeavor to look out
But they are looking inNo man is an island and no planet is in turn
And in six million years we'll stand together and watch it burnThe future is a poem
'Cause it doesn't yet exist
We don't know if we reach out
To tentacle or fistNo man is an island and no planet is in turn
And in six million years we'll stand together and watch it burn
Watch it burn, watch it burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn! burn!B-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me upThere are nights that I burn out
I drink deep from my cup
I look all around me
And think, "Oh god, beam me up!"No man is an island and no planet is in turn
And in six million years we'll stand together and watch it burnB-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me up
B-b-b-beam me upPlease beam me uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup