Attention, an evacuation has been ordered effective immediately
The last shuttle leaving Earth will depart in
T-minus: 5-4-3-2-1
Space Pope flies as the fire arrives
Taken to their leaders, I avert my eyes
The cosmic ballet descends (descends)
And the preachers pretend the end (the end)
The people all are pulsing then
Space Pope steals your soul (x2)
Now he's riding his glass machine
Waving to galaxies, sight unseen
And he's got an appetite (he's got an appetite)
He's willing to lose
It all depends on how your father loves you
Space Pope steals your soul (x2)
Right into a black hole
Plaguing all the world with death
Stretching out the savior's neck
Filling space with final breath
And that's the way we spell success
Hey!
Space Pope steals your soul (x4)
Right into a black hole
