Lunar Value Meal

[Verse 1]
Lunar value meal, coming down in flames
Golden arches orbit with a billion brand names
He said "build the future," I said "pass the fries"
We're feeding all the earth from the dark side skies

He got rockets pointed at the crater side
Talking 'bout servers where the cold don't die
Fiber in the vacuum, blinking in the black
While I'm sketching ketchup constellations on a paper sack

You want data farms floating in the void
I want late-night hunger perfectly deployed
You say optimize, I say take a bite
Grease-stained future in the neon light

[Pre-Chorus]
Countdown voices echo through the speaker cone
"Ten… nine…" smell it through your phone
Somewhere in the static a chorus starts to hum—
"Would you like to make that a number one?"

[Chorus]
Lunar value meal, raining from the sky
Pickles in zero-G slowly drifting by
Big Mac halo, shining in the night
One small step, take a massive bite

Lunar value meal, hear the people scream
Cheese-melt galaxies in a sesame dream
He builds the cloud, I build the crave
Supersize the future from the lunar grave

[Verse 2]
They said "sir, that moon's for strategic compute"
I said "sir, that moon is a golden pursuit"
Break it into portions, ship it worldwide
Drive-thru comets on a tidal ride

Quarter-pound payload in a thermal wrap
Fries in the boosters, watch the oil snap
Every nation tuning to the same downlink
When the ketchup packets burst, the whole world blinks

[Bridge]
Mission control, do you copy this?
We're reading… sesame interference…
Repeat… is that… a drive-thru window?
…affirmative… deploying sauce packets…

[Outro]
Lunar value meal… forever on the rise
Grease on the stars and salt in our eyes
If the future's cold, we'll warm it up real soon—
With a paper bag made out of the moon