Reach for the stars Whooaa Yeah You stand on a distant planet Skyline of red plateaus Strange air and vegetation You're a winner Welcome to the space Olympics The year 3022 Take part in a grand tradition You're name echoes in the halls of the universe Ohhhhh, yeahhh Believe in yourself Take your game into outer space Every single galactic athlete Needs a coded I'd badge Drug tests are mandatory You're a winner The athlete's village is on Zargon You all get a junior suite We don't cover incidentals So keep your ass out the mini-bar You're the best in the world Brace yourself cuz there's no gravity You're in the mother fucking space Olympics Yeahhhhhh Let it be known by every nation You'll only get one meal a day There was a bit of a budget snafu And food funding is insufficient We can't really enforce a curfew As there is no light or sound Just one of the many problems With hosting a sporting event in space Attention all athletes, There are minor scheduling adjustments: Space disc is totally canceled Space swords is totally canceled Space luge is also canceled And all other events are pending Welcome to your space Olympics All the oxygen has run out And some one who will not be named Accidentally hit self-destruct As you file to your escape pods I'll distract the alien hoards And as I stare death in the face I know my sins will take me to Hell You do it for the love, my love. And there ain't no woman that could take your spot My love
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