The Mascot 3000:

generation it has been since the civil war ended and the city’s in a golden age
Religion’s back my friends, the Voodoopunks well they have spread uniting our dear city once again
There’s a tech boom bursting forth led by the great Arcadia Corp which the Voodoopunks have built and own
Great new technologies it’s led, like tablets with consciousness but their [bad word] purpose only now unfolds

Project Elysium, my friends, is the V P’s great vision and its culmination’s soon [bad word] There’s excitement in the air, expectation everywhere as they prepare to greet the eschaton
The red haired lad realized the only way to end the fight between himself and the albino tribe
Over the sandy [bad word] s dispense, was for him himself to wed and so their princess she became his bride

Here’s to the days of bliss and rapture, the Voodoopunks dancing in the streets
Here’s to achievement and beliefs and the shiny new world they will greet, that their destiny will meet