[Verse 1: Gripp] (We should be so lucky) To elevate more Move past the dark age lore and find a way To carve a place for some rationality. Wait Look what we've already done to the mortality rate And we've barely begun. It's really baffling How many pathogens are left to attack, the next task that we're grappling Or maybe traveling? Extra-solar manned mission Superluminal ansible signal transmission (We should be so lucky) To see a quantum machine When we've barely conquered the steam engine, but it's not an impossible dream Things currently known to no human Control the explosion, expose the cold fusion And with those two in concert, think of the problems we'd fix Amazing knowledge that'll probably exist Well, I've say we've got to try to drop the guise For a shot to interlock our minds or AI that's pocket-sized [Hook 1: Gripp] (We should be so lucky) To extend our lifespans Or get cybernetic organs implanted (We should be so lucky) To ascend to a higher plane Or even just to orbit the planet (We should be so lucky) To find other dimensions And figure out what their relevance is (We should be so lucky) To die and wake up To find another world that's even better than this Grey! [Verse 2: Greydon Square] (We should be so lucky) I find the cosmos insanely lovely You know what bugs me, though? How all the times exist simultaneously Absurd races tying knots with curved spaces To slingshot into the future, to other places Utter amazement, non-cluttered arrangements This is post-singularity; some fools embrace it While others use the tools just to construct a spaceship They love h*mosapiens, they just want to stay it (We should be so lucky) Face it, we had a tough situation Your Jesus never showed up; we got tired of waiting Debating anhiliation with everybody's child Patiently waiting for us to get the hell up out the way Our best science is child's play compared to where we'd be If we got out the child's way. We're well behind it The 8-ball. I see the stars in great awe While particles zip around me like a race car [Hook 2: Greydon Square] (We should be so lucky) To live love or hurt Or be able to contemplate our own worth (We should be so lucky) To share knowledge in peace Build cities all over the world (We should be so lucky) To see every man your brother Every girl forever your sis (We should be so lucky) To die and wake up And find another world that's even better than this [Verse 3: Gripp] (We should be so lucky) To arise to an afterlife There's not a shred of evidence, but I get it: that'd be nice But instead of stressing on ghosts or pressing reset Let's focus on making the most of every second we get Lest we forget, the world's messy, eventually d**h Is coming to take us all into the entropy, yes But instead of concentrating on the lies and the wrong Let's put a thumbprint in the soil left behind when we're gone (We should be so lucky) To get a second chance, we got a first Not promised a lot at birth. No pot of gold, just gotta work And in those grim circumstances, we see the perfect chance To reverse all the worst advancements that hurt the Earth, the cancers Undermine the closed-mindedness and the blindness That we find that they're defining us with, try to unwind it and get Back to the triumph that we're capable of Let go of the hate for the love. Take it from us [Hook 3: Gripp] (We should be so lucky) To see Venus or Mars Or more to see a trip between the stars (We should be so lucky) To have fans that need the art Or carry on whatever plans that we could start (We should be so lucky) To find out whether Other intelligent life could ever exist (We should be so lucky) To die and wake up To find another world that's even better than this