They're despised on their planet
The others can't stand it
They sent them in space out to Earth
Their comander just bathes
While they're stuck out in space
Hoping no Star Goat will eat them first
Their crew's filled with hairdressers
Some phone sterilizers
And some others that are worthless dudes
Since they sent them away
They wiped out their whole race
With those germs on their phones they were screwed
Golgafrinchan
Brains aren't being used!
Prehistoric
Earth they crashed into
The ancestors of humans
But they're way too stupid
It seems future people are doomed
What they use for money
Is a whole bunch of leaves
And they'll burn down the rest that have bloomed!*
Golgafrinchan
Got a few screws lose
For the wheel
What paint should we choose?
Golgafrinchan!
Golgafrinchan!
Golgafrinchan!
Bunch of bloody loons!