Oh, all right, song.

Damn thing wouldn't let go of me...

They're occupying Wall Street
St. Paul's and Oakland too
Trying to change the system
To get the message through
We're tired of being ruled by those
Who think they have more worth
It's time to take a bolder step--
Let's occupy the Earth!

There's ninety-nine per cent of us
Just barely getting by
While one per cent atop the heap
Are living wide and high.
Why should they have the surplus
While we face constant dearth?
The one per cent aren't welcome here--
Let's occupy the Earth!

Now David says they're lizards
From somewhere out in space
And even though that isn't so
It's clear they've never cared about this place...

They set themselves apart from us
They think they're something more
A chosen few entitled to
Ride roughshod on the poor
Well, now their time is over
The planet craves rebirth
The one per cent can stand aside--
Let's occupy the Earth!

We don't need to destroy them
Or cause them undue pain
Just send them somewhere quiet where
They'll never vex this weary world again...

The Earth belongs to people
Who know we're all the same
Who'd rather build communities
Than play the power game
We're taking back our homeworld
To heal its gaping scars
The one per cent can pack their bags--
And start again on Mars!

Those self-made men and pioneers
Who think they rule by right
Can learn to toil on Martian soil--
The Earth is ours tonight!

(It started out as a seriousish proposition, and then I ran out of workable rhymes for Earth and the sf writer took advantage. Oh well. No tune as yet.)

GIP

A friend inadvertently said this a few days ago, and it seemed to sum up for me the way passions get heightened in the blogosphere.