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