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Reach for the stars
Oh, 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
Your name echoes in the halls of the universe

Oh, yeah yeah
Believe in yourself
Take your game into outer space

Every single galactic athlete needs a coded ID badge
Drug tests are mandatory
You're a winner
The athletes' village is on Zargon
You all get a junior suite
We don't cover incidentals
So keep your ass out of the mini-bar

You're the best in the world
Brace yourself 'cause there's no gravity
Your in the motherfucking Space Olympics
Yeah

You will be known by every nation
You 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 disk is totally canceled
Space swords is totally canceled
Space luge is totally canceled
And all other events are pending

Welcome to your Space Olympics
All the oxygen has run out
And someone who will not be named
Accidentally hit self destruct
As you file to your escape pods
I'll distract the alien hordes
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 aint no woman that can take your spot
My love
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Lyrics submitted by Ben.