Above there is no ending   For the Vodka spinning Mir   All that is is passing   And now is never here   So keep on raging   You frenzied pioneers   No time for the wringing of hands   Strange faced ambassadors, strike up the band   Bust out that Dom Perignon   Johnnie Walker Red on that fairway lawn      Remember tripping on the fourth of July?   Exploding octopuses in disguise?   They picked you up and they never let you down.   Everyone’s forgiven in the land of Pleasant Living now.      Yuri Garagin sends   His kindest regards   How those Yankees doing?   Still Rock and Roll and Fancy cars?   But onto pressing matters   Such as the gluttony of the starving stars.      No time for the wringing of hands   Strange faced ambassadors, strike up the band   Bust out that Dom Perignon   Jonnie Walker Red on that fairway lawn      Remember tripping on the fourth of July?   Exploding octopuses in disguise?   They picked you up and they never let you down.   Everyone’s forgiven in the land of Pleasant Living now