You silly earthling fools!
How predictable, you've fallen for our ruse
You ridiculous tools
We ran a candidate to be ruler of the world
With Tina Fey curls, she's quite a Plutonian kind of girl

VOTE FOR SARAH PALIN
Sarah Palin is an alien. Sarah Palien.
You demote us to dwarf planet? We'll demote you to a pile of rubble, dammit!
Sarah Pal-ien, Dick Chen-ien, Dan Quayle-ien
You can see Pluto from Alaska; put that girl in charge of NASA. You betcha!

So talk your earthling smack
We've been waiting for the right time to attack
You terrestrial snack
With the law of the land in the hands of a beauty queen,
Now we get mean, a green Plutonian fighting machine

VOTE FOR SARAH PALIN
Take me to your leader. Take me to your leader. Haha, it's me!
Vote for Palin, put your fear behind you, or the long tentacle of the law will find you
Hockey Mom and Joe Sixpack, cast your vote for an alien attack
From Jupiter to Juneau, from Wasilla to Main Street, Pluto

Klaatu barada nikto, klaatu barada nikto! Take me to your leader!
Say it ain't so, Joe

GREEN ALIENS FROM OUTER SPACE FOR PALIN
It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
But Pluto's attack on your planet has only just begun
Just give me the those nucular codes, let's go on an interstellar picnic
The difference between a Plutonian and a vice president is only lipstick

Aunque yo estoy muy lejos de ti
Yo nunca sentí una distancia
Dentro de mi, yo oigo tu voz
Nunca te perdí, aunque nos separe un continente
Estás siempre en mi mente
Tu altura falta un centímetro
Sin embargo, eres mas musical que yo
Mi hermano éste es tu dia
Por eso te canto yo
Toma esta canción como presente

Mi Hermanito Mayor, mas bajito que yo
Claro que te adoro

Hermano mayor, en tus pasos seguí
Yo soy quien yo soy por causa de ti
En la vida, como en la música
Primero fuiste tú, yo pienso en las cosas que me dijiste
Todo lo que me diste
Tú me enseñaste a sentir el guaguancó
Mi tumbao y mi salsa te debo yo
Mi hermano siempre hay música buena pa' gozar
Cuando nos juntamos pa' tocar

Mi Hermanito Mayor, mas bajito que yo
Claro que te adoro

Mas bajito que yo, mi Hermanito

Look into my eyes when you lie
Close your mouth and don’t talk when you kiss me
Don’t you know I love it when you’re telling me stories
Your pack of old half-truths,
I smoke ‘em like Marlboro Lights

You’re playing catch and release
It takes two for underwater tango
Making people lonely is your registered trademark
But hook-line-and-sinker was never my forte

It’s such a small, small pond for great a big fish
But you may find yourself a tasty seafood dish
It’s such a fine line

Life is good inside of the whale
Jonah never asked to be a prophet
All he ever wanted was some shade and a soft bed
Four walls and three square meals,
but smelling like fish guts is the easy way out

‘cause you can shirk all your work
Never have to sail when seas are stormy
Hard to be ambitious when you’re comfortably rolling
Through hurricane high seas and thunder and lightning

It’s such a small, small pond for a great big fish
But you may find yourself a tasty seafood dish
It’s such a fine line

It’s such a tiny distinction between eater and eaten
So watch your back
Your recreational hunting takes you deep in the forest
So trace your tracks
Your trail of butter-fried breadcrumbs might end up in a batter
To fry you black
So look into my eyes…