TREKKERS don't eat cats

Intro Through struggle to stars… Beneath the bridge of gold… A dream takes flight… A beacon in the void… Verse 1: Under the Golden Gate, where nebulae shine, Trekkers dream big, but the clock rewinds. “Eat the cats, eat the dogs,” the voices yell, Drowning science in a populist spell. Pre-Chorus: But the stars don’t fade, their call persists, Through shadow and doubt, we raise our fists. From the Bay to the skies, we fight the decay, Beam up the truth, light a brighter way. Chorus: Under the Golden Gate, where the trekkers dream, The rockets stall, and the chaos screams. The sky is a battle: ad astra we climb, Science will fight, freedom will shine. Scotty, beam me up! Verse 2: Rockets blaze in Texas, Florida skies burn, But here in the mist, the future turns. Conspiracy clouds, denial takes hold, Aliens wait, but the stories grow cold. Pre-Chorus: Still the shuttle stands, her engines bare, For minds that dare, for those who care. Through the noise, we hold to the test, A spaceport of hope, where stars manifest. Chorus: Under the Golden Gate, where the trekkers dream, The rockets stall, and the chaos screams. The sky is a battle: ad astra we climb, Science will fight, freedom will shine. Scotty, beam me up! Bridge (psychedelic, male and female alternation): Truth bends… but it won’t break. Voices rise, the cosmos awake. In the dark, we’ll draw the line. Through warp and time, the stars align. Chorus (crescendo, full chorus): Under the Golden Gate, where the trekkers dream, The rockets stall, and the chaos screams. The sky is a battle: ad astra we climb, Science will fight, freedom will shine. Scotty, beam me up! Outro (epic build, choir and instruments swelling): Beam us higher, beyond the strife, To galaxies unbound, a new kind of life. Under the bridge, a legacy reigns, A trek to the stars, unbroken chains. (when the music is over, male voice talk) I have a bad feeling about that