The Locust one manometer away from mutually assured relocation

Feel, free, fornicate
It's not Earth's first contra coup
Or first astral projection experience
With mesomorphs
One can't resist these surges
One can't resists these carbon copy species
Like us
Power failure pandemonium
Proudly perverts plutonium
And whoever handles these loose electrons
Could you please modify your Geiger counters
To reveal planets morphing
Blanket retribution completely blocked out by a
Nimbus indicates it's time to stray from the nucleus
There is just something about cloud-cuckoo land
Minimally conscious, hairy quadrupled
Scientists, save us
Scientists, SOS