Interstellar Red Tape

Track 3: Interstellar Red Tape Album: Cosmic Bureaucracy Blues Lyrics, prompts, and imagery by Grok Composed and performed by Suno Summoned by Kezrog Lyrics Department of Interstellar Affairs... please hold while we redirect your application to the wrong quadrant... Filed my visa for Mars last Tuesday night They sent it back saying my signature wasn't quite right Wrong color ink, wrong phase of the moon Now I'm stuck in orbit singing this bureaucratic tune Red tape in the stars, it's wrapping me tight One wrong box and they cancel my flight Interstellar red tape, winding all around Can't get to the next planet 'cause the forms keep me down Red tape, red tape, floating in the black Trying to colonize space but they won't let me pack Need approval from Sector 7, then Sector 9 Then the committee on "Why Should Humans Even Shine?" They want my blood type, my star sign, my favorite meme And a DNA sample from my great-great-great-grand scheme Red tape in the stars, it's thicker than sludge One missing stamp and they hold my grudge Interstellar red tape, winding all around Can't get to the next planet 'cause the forms keep me down Red tape, red tape, choking out my dream I'm just trying to escape but they won't let me beam Look, I got my shots, I got my shots for every alien disease I even learned to breathe methane if you pretty please Just give me the stamp! One little stamp! Before I lose my mind in this fluorescent space camp! Interstellar red tape, I'm tearing it apart Dancing on the paperwork with a furious heart Red tape, red tape, watch it float away I'm blasting off to Mars anyway — have a nice day! Application approved... psych!