Ever since our planet's birth
(Which we can't even remember)
We've wanted to reach the planet you call Urth(?)

We have traveled among the moons and the stars
We look down from our ships, and see things you call "cars"

Who is your leader?
Who teaches a child its reader?
We are all of one size and shape
We see all of you trying to escape
What you call "terrorism" and "war"
What's it all for?

You are different shapes and sizes
You are also full of surprises
Sometimes you are friends,
Then all of a sudden that ends

We've been to Pluto and felt its horrible chill
Yet there's nothing worse in trying or succeeding to do what you call "kill"

Our planet is called MetroRose
Though none of you care very much, we suppose

Why do you dig up beautiful grounds?
What you call "bulldozers" cause painful sounds

We're more advanced than you, it's true
We've been on every planet in your galaxy
While you are only beginning to study Mars,
We have touched on the billions of stars

We come from the next universe,
Why on your planet do you make things worse?
Please accept us, we want to pleasantly converse