Destination Space Station - Profligates Lyrics

Profligates to be ordained
By the ordinary organist
Who claimed his soul's been saved
You must try to deviate
From the ministers and mimics
Who pretend to know your fate
The perfect world is chipping away
Confident of ownership
They strip it down for pay

But we can choose to dedicate
Focus to the rest of life
That we exterminate
How insane can we be made
By parasite inhabitants
Who think their minds remain
Let us try to alleviate
Heartless deprivation of
Our current natural state