Hmm, two large gene deserts. Well, it looks as if the Good Lord has a plan for us. He's left room to add stuff as needed. It's like soup. A little seasoning, then taste to see what's missing...and add that.
"Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don’t kid yourself they belong to you
They’re the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We’ve finished our news
Homo sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they’re here to stay"
"Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Don’t you know you’re driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Oh you pretty things (oh you pretty things)
Don’t you know you’re driving your
Mamas and papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo superior"