Big shots Argue about what they've got Making the planet so hot Hot as a holocaust
Blow up Everything's gonna go up Even if you don't show up In your Chemise Lacoste
Chorus: Total eclipse It's a total eclipse It's a total eclipse of the sun Can't come to grips with the total eclipse Just a slip of the lips and you're done
Fall out Nobody left to crawl out If someone calls We're all out Turning in to French fries
Last dance Let the entire cast dance Do the dismembered blast dance As we get atomized!