Dying For The Emperor - The Legendary Pink Dots

Finger on the button

Perspiration on the forehead

Splashing puddles on the keyboard

Jerking sideways, upwards, downwards

Blisters

Spiders sing a tune, you do

You can’t destroy the aliens

Can’t destroy the aliens

It’s painful when you’re doing well

But we keep coming back

But still he tries as missiles fly

His lady keeps complaining

About the lack of conversation

Session’s lasted for a day now

But he won’t give up the fight

You gotta destroy those aliens

Gotta destroy the aliens

It’s painful when he’s doing well

But they keep coming back

Impatiently they brought him food

And forced it down his throat

'Till he was choking

Dribbled gravy, swiveled crazy

Spacey glimmer in his eyes

Likes to splatter all the aliens

Flatten all the aliens

It’s painful when he’s doing well

Yet still they creep on back

Creeping back for more

Still he won’t give up

Though senators slap him on the back

And snap him with their instamatic

Automatic, jerkomatic

He’s fanatical but ice cool

As he cannons down his aliens

Gotta destroy the aliens

It’s painful when he’s doing well

But still they keep on coming back

His score’s just topped a million

He’s killing them

A winner

Though he’s getting so much thinner

And beginning to see stars

Starts to mutter

Eyelids flutter

On the point of passing out

You gotta destroy the aliens

Gotta destroy the aliens

It’s painful when he’s doing well

But still they keep on creeping back

The nation sighed

His mother cried

He just expired, still firing

Firing high and wide

He tried to beat them 'till the end

Tried to beat the aliens

Tried to beat the aliens

He failed, a failure

A failure