Moscow's still red, the young man is dead
  Gone to heaven instead, the evening news says he was confused
  The motorways will all merge soon, lottery winner buys the moon
  They've come to save us, the space invaders are here
    He thought of cars and where, where to drive them
  Who to drive them with
  There, there was no-one, no-one
    There's panic at london heathrow
  Everybody wants to go up into the blue
  But there's a ten year queue
  Columbia is in top gear, it shouldn't snow at this time of year
  Now america's shot gone and done the lot
    He thought of planes and where, where to fly to
  And who to fly there with
  Where, there was no-one, no-one
    He thought of cars and where, where to drive them
  Who to drive them with
  There, there was no-one, no-one