Impress Your Creators

There was an average Tuesday
 There was a shooting star
 Then everything went fucking nuts
 They landed giant spheres
 Contacted us, confirmed our fears
 That they were gods
 So listen up
 They said we are your makers
 One chance to impress your creators now
 So straighten up
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 They said you have one decade
 And then they closed their doors
 And they were gone into the skies
 So we went straight to work
 Together we would make a much better Earth to survive
 Another life
 So we were ready when
 In ten years time they showed again
 To judge our lives
 And when they asked us how we'd been
 We told them busy from the start
 We pooled our resources and planned
 Everyone doing their own part
 So how 'bout this
 Enjoy our fist
 We built more weapons to rain fire upon all of you
 You think you run the show
 We're stronger than you'll ever know
 We've run the numbers we obeyed them
 We've tried a million simulations
 Fight us you'll kill one fifth
 Well take two thirds who gives a shit (who gives a shit)
 So you should run and hide
 From your impending genocide
 We are this theory we've arrived at
 Humanity will always survive attack
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 So how 'bout that
 (How 'bout that)