The human race was left to decay All that was left to fade away After war raged on, there was a race To the face from outer space He controlled everything I do From writing this to talking to you He held in the palm of his hand, the human race Yes he did, the face from outer space I'm nothing without him, he made all of us He broke it down, yet regained our trust No more exposition for us to waste The face from outer space And when he came right into town He dictated us, but we tore him down He no longer controls the human race Long live the king, the face from outer space