everyborg shares, everyborg understands
yes, everyborg cares about banks
yeah and whether you got armadillo tanks

it’s an assimilation mystique that kills bank safes dead
through a pure plasmatic plastique that sucks your life savings
into a silent sky to satisfy
our unholy bullion cravings

so here we come steaming out of the brilliant sun
raining our fluxion beams upon everyone

for a moment’s rest we man scan the harvester
we run up the tractor beams again and again
from wherever we came to rob you again
you always fear the galaxy’s green gang follows right behind

we got a pretty vision in our heads
tentacles full of poison lead
and predator mandibles
the envy of every cannibal

so here we come steaming out of the brilliant sun
raining our fluxion beams upon everyone
so here we come steaming out of the brilliant sun
raining our fluxion beams upon everyone

we say we mean well
but you don’t know what we mean
sounds emerge from our sucking mouths
that you just know nothing about