[Intro/Skit: Dalla Dalla & London Yellow]
Dickbot, open the main door and let Captain Shoebill in before he gets hurt by that crazy alien mob outside
Opening main door
It's allowed to- odyssey, you fucking twat
You fucking idiot
Welcome back, Captain fat ass
Not now, Dickbot
What the bloody fuck is happening?
Why is the queen (Shoebill) splattered on the ground outside? (Shoebill)
Dude, oh my God, just listen, okay?
Uh, so apparently the queen built a giant mind control space dong so
I got angry and I ejected her from the ship and I killed her
What?
Dude, I can explain better later, but we have to go right now before this whole planet realizes that I killed their queen
Dickbot, turn on gradual thrust hyperdrive and-
Bong bing
Don't tell me how to do my job, ugly Big Bird lookin' ass bitch
Beginning hyperdrive countdown sequence
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One, engaging hyperdrive
[Drop]
Aaaaahhhhh
Aaaaahhhhh (What the fuck?)
Aaahh, aahh, aaaaahhhhh
(Yes) Aaaaahhhhh (Yes)
Aaaaahhhhh (Yes)
Oh my God (Yeah)
Aaaaahhhhh (Woah)
Oh, Jesus Christ
Oh

[Verse]
Ay, super uber fast, ay
Everybody get out my way
I can feel that wind in my face
When I'm goin' through to hyperspace
Hyperspace, hyperspace
Take a poop then I wipe my taint
Killed that queen then I ran away
I'm going through to hyperspace

[Bridge]
It's a galactical space inators
Coming to take us, are we on an elevator?
In my spaceship, it's going down, bitch
Oh, yeah
[Pre-Drop]
Oh no
No no no, no, no, no

[Drop]
Aaaaahhhhh
Aaaaahhhhh
Aaahh, aaaaahhhhh (Oh my fuck)
Aaaaahhhhh
Aaaaahhhhh
Aaaaahhhhh
Aahh
Ughh
Oh boy, uh, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay

[Instrumental]

[Interlude]
Dickbot
Can you stop the music?
Dickbot, stop the music!

[Outro/Skit: Dalla Dalla & London Yellow]
Oh, Jesus dude, Christ
Dickbot, what was that noise?
Incoming call
Originating from Earth
Should I connect?
Earth?
Yeah, Dickbot dude, connect right now
Dalla Dalla?
Hello? Can anyone read me
Yes ma'am, Roger Roger, I hear you loud and clear
Uh, who is this?
Dalla Dalla, this is Peggy Fishington, United States space force, calling in to thank you
Thank me?
Thank me for what?
For killing Queen Queef-A-Lot, the radical alien dictator held in on controlling the minds of everyone in the galaxy
Ugh, jeez dude, I didn't know about all that
I just killed her because she got in the way of my ass eating fantasies for my whole life
What? What do you mean she got in-
Anyways, do I get any cool prizes, like a medal of honor?
Actually, can I get a Mount Rushmore accepted to my gigantic ass on the side of the mountain?
I'm afraid not
We can't publicly release anything regarding aliens because anything involving extraterrestrials is classified information
I'm sorry, but your adventure must remain confidential between the United States government and yourself
So basically, what you're saying is I went on this whole traumatizing space journey, and I'd saved the entire galaxy from
Alien Osama Bin Laden, and I s-
I did it all for nothing, dude
Maybe we can set up another type arrangement
Something involving whatever you were talking about earlier
What was that again?
My
My ass eating fantasies?
Yes
Eating ass
Oh my God
Um, what was that noise?
Ahem, mm, uh, that was the sound of my intergalactic wiener springing into vertical position