Do they even know fun
Or can they exercise
Can those aliens run
Or, can't their heart rates rise?
Can aliens drink beer
Can they smoke anything
Is there a party here
What'd those little 'greys' bring?
Well, I've got a frisbee
Truthfully, I've got nine
We'll throw for accuracy
Or for distance, that's fine.
Now just find a good grip
That will work well for you
I'll teach you the wrist flip
You can smoke my pipe, too.
Space travel isn't boring
It's just beyond my view
And I'm not ignoring
Communications due.
But we can talk later
Your mission, we'll complete
For now, let us savor
As this moment is sweet.
You are here; so are we
Watch our lives merge and grow
So let's throw some frisbee
We'll save worlds tomorrow.
