Author: Craig Hutchins
Composer: Michael Hutchins, April Hutchins, Stuart Asprey
Kong Kong, Kong Kong
I’ve been accused of giving away
The end of the story, the theme of the play
But sometimes it’s just so obvious to all
From the top of the tower, Kong falls
Brute force of nature, top of the chain
Breaking the bonds with nothing to gain
But tech against nature we all know the call
There’s only one outcome, Kong falls
One small problem for man to consider
We created machine and what makes it glitter
Human technology as much as we stall
We like the great ape one day, Kong falls
We can’t help ourselves, we go higher and higher
Complex creations our funeral pyre
Blinded by science on which we depend
A minor blue planet we cannot defend