Lyrics:

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