There's a shining golden city where the robots live
Beneath the central sun's eternal glare
And when the saucers come from space
To massacre the human race
I know that we'll find peace and safety there!
Through the holes in the poles we will flee
Sailing down through the lovely central sea
Leaving torture death and madness
For a land of joy and gladness
Within the Hollow Earth we will be free!
In atomic-powered go-karts we will roam the land
While the aliens devour human slaves
They'll squirm beneath the Master's boot
Or roam in packs in search of loot
While we will laugh to think that we were saved!
Through...
We will roam in flying submarines through air and through the sea
As the aliens destroy the works of man
When they leave our blasted world at last
We'll rise again without a past
To implement our splendid Master Plan!
Through... etc.
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