Reach for the stars!      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 Thirty Twenty Two   Take part in a grand tradition   Your name echoes in the holes of the universe!      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 Athlete's Village is on Zargon   You all get a junior suite   We don't cover incidentals   So keep your ass off the minibar!      You're the best in the world!   Brace yourself 'cause there's no gravity!      You're in the motherfuckin' Space Olympics!      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 cancelled.   Space Swords! Is totally cancelled.   Space Luge! Is also cancelled.   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 ain't no woman that could take your spot my love