A force takes control
It drives me like the mars rover
Roams the desolate wasteland
Then crashes me into a huge red rock
It tips over and does a barrel roll
And shatters into a million tiny specs of dust
Small bits of metal all left over just to sit there and rust

A force driven by lust
For power
Control
Money
And bust
I want a statue of yours truly
I need my head on a pedestal
Standing twelve metres tall
I’d hope that it would never fall
But everything eventually erodes
Into dust
Into sand
Into ashes
And rejoins with the crust

I gotta keep my ego in check
Or I’ll end up in a wreck
Like that of the mars rover
And then everything would be over
Everything would be over
And over
And over

I’m a rover
I’m a rover
There’s no speed limit
For this rover
I’m on the martian autobahn
Driving erratic
Not calm
I’m estatic
I’m elastic
I’ve got the world in my palm
I’m wobbly
I’m bobbly
Swerving side to side
That’s just how I ride