Deltron 3030 - Countdown lyrics

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Deltron 3030 - Countdown lyrics

{Verse 1: Del the Funky h*mosapien} Invaders are descending If it goes down, it's up to us to stop entry This is the last chance to form an alignment And shorten the distance to the plan Wish we had a fortune teller Crystal ball in hand Cause can't see in the dark Not even retina scan Deep in the future, we take ahold of the prospects Of the toxin of foreign objects Boarding problems, we got to get over This affects the whole, we can't split soldiers The last remaining If wе stop fighting each other, we might actually savе it It's difficult when we're all apart to make it easier The enemy invited us all Now if we stop the bickering We get double-crossed by a tract of trickery {Interlude} (The countdown) 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 {Verse 2: Del the Funky h*mosapien} The countdown, almost down to 0 Lost everything just to find a hero Gained insight but still blind to hear though Galaxies away but our fate is real close Puzzling arrangement, got to put the pieces back Double-check everything, it could be a trap The natural order preserves, so at last They dominate the resources, feed off it Then twenty thousand years, they keep walking Then watch the rest seen to eclipse Technology at their fingertips Or attempt to escape red tapes Stick your nose in everybody's debate Join the force and every monty's afraid No need to be, you're welcome to join them Follow the rules and regulations employed then {Verse 3: Del the Funky h*mosapien} Robots stand guard Whoever got the capitol, they sellin' em off They kick back, living large off of Mars But the larger they are, the larger the barrage Full of folks from the underbelly Freedom is valued more than anything they sell me Blow em back, they got foes that attack Loaded strap, focus the blast Banded together, we see the doom Creeping through, make em play a different tune Musical chairs, which are teams of pairs Or a malicious intent to emit how much we care No, not a lot, to be free gotta think out the box Outline a plot, use cunning, or be shot Space we continue to fight on And right the wrongs Just to keep the lights on