Reach for the stars
Whooaa Yeah

You stand on a distant planet
Skyline of red plateaus
Strange air and vegetation
You're a winner
 [bad word] to the space Olympics
The year 3022
Take part in a grand tradition
You're name echoes in the halls of the universe

Ohhhhh, yeahhh
Believe in yourself
Take your game into outer space

Every single galactic athlete
Needs a coded I'd badge [bad word] tests are mandatory
You're a winner

The athlete's village is on Zargon
You all get a junior suite
We don't cover incidentals
So keep your [bad word] out the mini-bar

You're the best in the world
Brace yourself cuz there's no gravity

You're in the mother [bad word] space Olympics
Yeahhhhhh

Let it be known by every nation
You'll 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 disc is totally canceled
Space swords is totally canceled
Space luge is also canceled
And all other events are pending
 [bad word] to your space Olympics
All the oxygen [bad word] out
And some one who will not be named
Accidentally hit [bad word] 
As you file to your escape pods
I'll distract the alien hoards
And as I stare death in the face
I know my sins will take me to [bad word] 
You do it for the love, my love.
And there ain't no woman that could take your spot
My love