The cosmos at large It's so very big It's so far away The comets...the craters...the vapors The solar wind The residual echoes...the residual echoes The residual echoes from the giant explosion Where they said it beginned The germs from space! The negative-virus knit-wear The blobulent suit That's right! THE BLOBULENT SUIT It's made of rubbert, it's very ugly It's got an air hose... (The guy that has it all has a SPACE WRENCH!) The things that were supposed to be green In the balck and white movies They get you in the neck when you're not looking They get you, the get you, they get you, get you, get you The radio is broken -- it don't work no more The radio is broken -- it don't work no more The lovely Lisa Kranston: (Her father invented the secred fuel (that's right!) For the rocket) So she gets to go with a clipboard! She writes it down when the meters go around And falls in love in a space warp Space warp Space warp The giant knobs The porthole where you see the earth for the first time The corrugated fiberglass interior walls The parially reclining G-force lawn furniture The brown hole The pointed brasseries The atomic war The tiny little dresses on the space girls A love-starved race begging to reproduce With earthmen They need to reproduce (with John Agar) They need to reproduce (with Morris Ankrum) They need to reproduce (with Richard Basehart) They need to reproduce (with Jackie Coogan) They need to reproduce (with Sonny Tufts) The botchino...the botchino...the botchino The gigantic spider The co-pilot always plays the harmonica The navigator always gets killed by a bad space person Uh-oh -- the radio is broken It don't work anymore The radio is broken It don't work anymore The radio is broken It don't work anymore We'll never get back to the Earth no more Uh-oh! We have to fall in love on Uranus! The radio is... That's right -- uh-oh The radio is broken The meteor storm You spilled your coke You're stepping on the popcorn JOHN AGAR! Uh-oh... (Dwarf Nebula)