I would rather skate with Steve and Venus
On a cool, smooth pond of ice
Where the heavens above give no sunlight
And the atmosphere quiet as mice
But if I were still in Space City,
I’d hang out with Robert and Zoonie,
And around Commander Zero,
I’d feel oh so looney
I’d float in the sky on a bunch of balloons
And paint the walls with my hands
I rip up some paper and throw it around
While listening to rock and dubstep bands
But out there where it’s quiet and still
I see Steve propose to Venus
I don’t know if it’s real or a dream,
Has Parker even seen us?