Big shots argue about what they've got making the planet so hot, hot as a holocaust. Blow up, everything's gonna go up even if you don't show up in your Chemise Lacoste. Total eclipse, it's a total eclipse,it's a total eclipse of the sun. Can't come to grips with the total eclipse. Just a slip of the lips and you're done. Fall out, nobody left to crawl out. If someone calls, we're all out, turning in to French fries. Last dance, let the entire cast dance, do the dismembered blast dance as we get atomized !
