Disclaimer: I saw Prometheus, but I don't own Prometheus.

Should've Asked

So I'm here on this spaceship, on a strange new world.
They're sayin' this is great, but I think I'm gonna hurl.
They're sayin' it's my chance, a chance to meet my makers.
But one look at those bald guys and I knew they were fakers.

Dear Leader thinks he's Einstein, he thinks he's got facts.
But when the jerk took off his helmet, I was sure he was whacked.
And the other guys here, it's obvious that they're flakes.
One moment they're all spineless, the next they're touchin' snakes.

Lotta shit going down, but I still got eyes.
Yeah, runnin' em up and down that blondie's nice thighs.
She's a real ice queen but I thought I had a chance,
till Captain played accordion and began a lame romance.

There's another babe here, she's not bad at all.
Her accent is cute and she's pretty much a doll.
I wonder why she's going out with such a stupid git?
Saw that android slip him something. I'm not sayin' shit.

What's up with that droid? He's got his own agenda.
Looks unassuming, but you know he's a playa.
Gotta old guy back there, skin wrinkled like a pea.
Forget the fucking aliens. He's the strangest thing to see.

Yeah, something's going down. Things are gettin' hairy.
The rock guy's homicidal. He's gone batshit crazy.
Gotta bad, bad feeling. Should've asked where this ship was goin'.
But I didn't even bother. I had too much money owin'.