When I sit in contemplation of the human situation
I often feel a certain sense of pride
For our achievements are many and mighty
And the evidence cannot be denied
But my reverie is shaken 'cause my thoughts are always taken 
To a tragedy that happened long ago
When they're moved through the land, beings awesome and grand
The fabulous dinosaur

They were creatures in a manner quite reptilian
In their unique and stylish way
And their numbers could be reckoned in the millions
But there are zero of these heroes in the world today
They had music, art and fashion, there was dinosauric passion
And I think they'd be enraged and mortified
That when they're mentioned today it's only to say
Their brains were small and they died

Perhaps some asteroid that mother earth could not avoid
Became the agent of their premature demise
l understand that these things can happen
So who are we to criticize?
When we'll spend most any price to have the ultimate device
That insures the perfect global suicide
l would venture instead that the humanoid head
Is where the tinier brain resides

And when we're gone our works they'll start to crumble
Until nothing can be found
In  ten million years some other guys may stumble on our  fossils
Then some asshole will begin to expound
In some scientific study to  his cockroach science buddies 
How the evidence can  never  be denied
They  were big dumb and slow, they couldn't go with  the flow 
Their brains were small, and they died

Their brains were small, and they died