Clinton was referring to the song by Brian McNeil.

OK...and now for something completely ridiculous. I don't know if anyone has thought this one up already. Probably. How about Earth as a prison colony?

Come and hear my story, lads, I will tell to you no lie,
How across the void from Vega, I was condemned to fly.
Well, the jury found me guilty, and then says the judge, says he,
"Oh for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you across the galaxy.

But take a tip before you ship to join the prisoner crew,
Don't get too flip on board the ship, or they'll cut off your O2.
Or else no more O2, says he, and after that, Jim Jones,
They'll stuff you in a burial pod, and then they'll space your bones."

Well, our ship was just one light year out when pirates came along,
We fired photon torpedos, but they proved just as strong;
Our ship then loosed the ray of death, blew their ion drive away
But I'd rather joined that pirate ship than lived on Earth one day.

Oh, of misery there's plenty, of luxury a dearth
I confess I'd rather have decompressed than made it here to Earth,
There's no time for mischief there, remember that, I swear
If it isn't the damned mosquitos, it's a lion or a bear.

Well it's day and night the bugs they come and land on us in waves
Or we're torn apart by bigger things with nothing left for graves;
I'll soon rip out my implant, and on the next ship back I'll stow
And I'll head back to Vega, and think of Earth no mo.