We existed for eons on Pluto in bliss Never foreseeing disaster like this...

"Your planet’s been downsized, Red tagged, restricted... So pack all your things, you're shut out, evicted!"

Our planet, we’re told, is no planet at all, The orbit’s not right and we’re just way too small!

So we've all made this journey Through the vastness of space, Dodging comets and asteroids To seek out this place.

It's asylum you see, we’ve come here to seek. And join in your party on fantasy week.

So with Conch flag before us, we’re ready to swear, Cause little Key Weird is the next farthest place out there!