I want fair weather
So I pray to Mercury
Alone and in lockstep
We need cargo
We need news from
Wretched outposts
Show us we can't see,
And we'll high-dive into chlorine
It's a doctrine
Of the true cure
Signature
Wake up! Hey!
I want fair weather
I want white pills
One-state anthill
The great operation
Brings us all under
Your thumb
I want fair weather
So I pray to Mercury