

[Applause] {crowd cheering, spaceship ambient hum,
slow filter sweep} {soft synth piano chord rolls,
delicate triangle chimes, distant brass swells}
{heavy funk drum groove kicks in,
deep slappy bassline, twangy muted rhythm guitar}
In a world that just won’t listen In a world that just
won’t care
If I believe in one thing It’s that anyone can hear
If you just have the right rhythm Sing it loud and clear
Everyone needs the freedom to be who they are
{plucky male alien lead vocals,
heartfelt and hopeful, rising horn lines} In a world trapped under an
ancient curse The first will be last and the last will be
first You better believe it can get much worse Before the meek
inherit the earth {tempo solidifies,
heavy timpani
rolls, grit in the vocals}
The worst band in the galaxy (Worst band!) We’re here to raise
trouble and get away
(Trou-ble!) Don’t you dare to do much worse than us (We are!)
We’re the worst band in the galaxy
Worst in the milky way today
{explosive hard electric guitar riffs,
triumphant blasting brass,
massive crowd backing vocals} We may be bad (Bad!) We may be
worse
But there’s a fire on Alpha Centauri B
And we’ll be damned if the blaze gets there first
Sing your song!
You are free to become who you are {sudden drop in dynamics,
chill synth piano, emotional building vocal solo} In a world that just
won’t listen In a world that just won’t care
If I believe in one thing It’s that anyone can hear If
you just have the right rhythm Sing it loud and clear
Everyone needs the freedom to be who they are
{reinvigorated full band groove,
driving
space-funk, shining horns} In a world trapped
under an ancient curse
The first will be last and the last will be first
You better believe
it can get much worse
Before the meek inherit the earth {massive
builds, cascading timpani, hard distorted guitar starting to howl} {blistering heroic electric
guitar solo, soaring over slap bass and funky brass horn section}
(Worst band!)
We’re here to shake it up
(Worst band!)
Sorry, never said it would be pretty (Worst band!) We’ll show the
stars music’s all we have!
(Worst! Worst worst worst…) {fading echoes,
final massive brass and drum hits,
roaring crowd
cheers,
applause} [Applause]