Science fiction rock&roll
Won't save your corroded soul
You sit around waiting for the mothership
And forget about the real life you're gonna miss
Your beehive hairdo won't save you from the flesh-eating creep from outer space
Your aviator shades won't save you from the communist threat from mind-control rays
The cyborgs are coming to take your job
They work all hours and don't require pay
Mega corporations control your life
Control what you see and who you hate
Gotta look your best from the surgeon's knife
Need a transplant and new DNA
Gotta stay young if you wanna be loved
It's worth all the money and all the pain
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