Song parody of
Titanic Terrarium
by The Tragically Hip
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Growin' up in a biosphere
With no respect for bad weather
There's still roaches and ants in here
So resourceful and clever
Her great grandfather saw the future
Didn't know nothing 'bout panic
He certainly probably thought
That it was unthinkable
Trace of mint wafting in from the north
So we don't fuck with the 401
It's bigger than us or larger than we bargained
I guess it's just not done
His great grandfather worked for Goodyear
He'd see the blimp on Sundays
Wonder what the driver knew
About making rubber tires
Terrarium
Terrarium
There's submarines out there under the ice
Avoiding and courting collision
An accident's sometimes the only way
To worm our way back to bad decisions
My great grandfather was a welder
He helped build the Titanic
He certainly didn't think
That it was unsinkable
Building up to the larger point
With an arrogance not rare or pretty
We don't declare the war on idleness
When outside it's cold and shitty
We stay inside and try and conjure the fathers
Of the injured and faking
If there's a glory in miracles
It's that they're reversible
Terrarium
Oh, terrarium
Growin' up in a biosphere
With no respect for bad weather
There's still roaches and ants in here
So resourceful and clever
Her great grandfather saw the future
Didn't know nothing 'bout panic
He certainly probably thought
That it was unthinkable
Trace of mint wafting in from the north
So we don't fuck with the 401
It's bigger than us or larger than we bargained
I guess it's just not done
His great grandfather worked for Goodyear
He'd see the blimp on Sundays
Wonder what the driver knew
About making rubber tires
Terrarium
Terrarium
There's submarines out there under the ice
Avoiding and courting collision
An accident's sometimes the only way
To worm our way back to bad decisions
My great grandfather was a welder
He helped build the Titanic
He certainly didn't think
That it was unsinkable
Building up to the larger point
With an arrogance not rare or pretty
We don't declare the war on idleness
When outside it's cold and shitty
We stay inside and try and conjure the fathers
Of the injured and faking
If there's a glory in miracles
It's that they're reversible
Terrarium
Oh, terrarium
