The Vice Does Tight

There must be something There must be something more
 to life than this vice
 There must be something more to life
 that we can't even know
 Maybe somewhere on a purple shore
 beyond the status quo
 The lights from Mars
 Well we've seen it before
 The telescopes tell us it's true
 A cluster of stars
 bringing woe and such pain
 What's a poor little planet to do?
 The vice does tight
 And the vice does bite
 And we will not slip
 from its firey grip
 And the vice does thrive
 Though its been deprived
 And the vice will gnaw
 with its cosmic maw
 The vice does tight
 There must be something More
 We hoped that there was life out there
 But we could never know
 That the horrors of the stars above
 could crush us with one blow
 The pods of whales; they were fleeing something
 Now we're tangled in a web like flies
 Tendrils grasp from afar
 and they'll bring us our end
 by the hand of a million eyes
 What's in the sky?
 The vice does tight
 And the vice does bite
 And we will not slip
 from its firey grip
 And the vice does thrive
 Though its been deprived
 And the vice will gnaw
 with its cosmic maw
 The vice does tight
 There must be something More
 There must be something More