We'll be gone together, 
But it's still goodbye. 
And maybe we'll be back 
On the ground, who knows? 

I think the blame. 
We leave the land 
Will it like before? 
This is the final countdown. 
Last countdown. 

We're flying to Venus 
And proudly looking forward. 
Perhaps they saw us 
And [bad word] us all? 

So many light years ahead 
And so much to discover. 
I'm sure we'll be very bored by it. 
This is the final countdown. 
Last countdown ...