Twenty Broken Fingers
(Sci-Fi, After the Fall of Man version)

The final straw, the "To hell with it all,"
It came in the morning, it came at dawn.
Why stay on this world after the Fall?
And she, she, she,
Adam's Angel agreed.

"Maybe it's the streets,
How they used to be cleaner.
Or the fact that you can't help but run into people.
It could, perhaps, it could be our backs,
The ones we can't scratch
With twenty broken fingers between us.
Oh! We deserve greener, man, we could have Venus,
All to ourselves."

"Ourselves. Exactly. What with Earth gone to hell,
We need somewhere new.
I say here's what we'll do:
You'll muder your boss
And I'll stash His head
In the trunk of the car my wife took when she left.
We'll bail on this planet,
Girl, God damn it, this planet,
Is but a pain in the ass without end."

They left in the evening, they left at night.
Adam invented a ship and they took its first flight.
But they crashed into the Sun, just as the trip had begun,
For they couldn't fly, fly, fly,
With twenty broken fingers between them.