And I won't pretend
It was all a bed of roses
 [bad word] punk rock shows and
Cocaine noses 
And I won't pretend 
there was no friction 
I was Chairman Mao
to your [bad word] Nixon
And I won't pretend
That I'm not angry 
I couldn't if I tried
Cause some rocks are too heavy 
for mere mortals to carry
Some rocks are too heavy
for mere mortals to carry
And this is like an avalanche like
In slow motion Atlas danced
Rocks [bad word] earth falls to the seas
All we're left with is debris
In a million years they'll find us here
Their scientists and volunteers
They'll rob our graves and steal our bones
Make plastic models of our homes
You and I will meet again
Behind Plexiglas - long lost friends
Nothing left but chipped remains
You'll smile so wry I'll shake your hand and pretend 
Cause some rocks are too heavy 
for mere mortals to carry
Some rocks are too heavy
for mere mortals to carry