Text: MC Lars. The Graduate. Space Game.

You can take away my space ship
You can take away my space suit
You can even take away my space lasers
But you can never, ever take away my space game

I broke through the carbonite that's how I got free
Jabba, back up, because there's no stopping me
Post-modern player, sample-tastic
Flow's ekphrastic, I get drastic

Hey, watch the plastic, yo, I name check
And leave you drowned in space oobleck
Player of the future, watch me go
Sith girls scream when they hear my flow

These alien chicks reproduce with spores
So, I go where no MC has gone before
Hey Fry, look, we can still be friends
I won't ask Leela out again

Sci-fi, I try, I fly solo
Shoot your landspeeder up just like Bolo
What's with Lars and what's with his name?
Never mind that Ish 'cause I've got space game

Darth Maul can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Boba Fett can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Vader can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Space player bowling up
Like dynamite

Dr Smith can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Q can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Hal can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

In 2112, all the players play on
Everyone bumps Rush and that 'Tom Sawyer' song
I took the red pill and high fived Neo
Hey, what should I sample? If it sells pick Dio

Yo Morpheus, look, you're a real cyber punk
But your friend Trinity has junk in the trunk
And I'm from Mars and she's from Venus
She has ovaries and I have a light saber

'Cause I get more play than Captain Kirk
He found out and went berserk like a jealous jerk
But no puny Vulcan death grip can paralyze me
I said beam me up Scotty and then I got free

Princess Leia said that my flows are tight
So, I said I supposed she can spend the night
A long time ago in a galaxy far away
MC Lars got some space age play

T1000 can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Magneto can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Even Zod can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
It's tight, don't even try to bite
The sci-fi style I incite

Mr Spock can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
The Wrath of Khan can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

The Borg can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Because I've got space game
And it feels all right

Yo, DJ Hal, bring that beat back
I'm sorry Lars, I'm afraid I can't do that
So, what can you do?
I can play this awesome guitar solo

This song is futuristic, so hardcore
Hey, TS Eliot, please shut the door
Because modernism is so passe
The postmodern revolution is here to stay

In the house tonight because of Frank Lloyd Wright
The bass goes "Boom" like dynamite
Yo, Wright was a modernist, yeah, I know that, all right
But you can't rhyme Bob Venturi with dynamite

See, it's Guernica Part II when I storm the stage
I draw fans like Warhol draws soup cans on the page
Did I say postmodern? Well, that was a lie
I've been post-postmodern since junior high

Ezra Pound can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Virginia Wolfe can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

Joseph Conrad can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I excite the modern mind
Like a ray of light

Franz Kafka can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
Wallace Stevens can't stop me
I'm on fire tonight

EE Cummings can't stop me
(I'm on fire tonight)
I've got postmodern game
And it feels all right

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I come from outer space

Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
Yes, I'm an alien
I came to rock this place