Chariots of the Gods

It is time What is? What is that? Those floating machines are becoming so perfected I can see now how the prophecy is being fulfilled Look up! We've come to your planet as emissaries of universal intelligence I'm convinced that the earth is being visited By intelligently controlled extraterrestrial vehicles That's impossible! What is it? Behavior of UFOs in the sky What? The so called flying saucers In other words, are real Chariots of the Gods! Uh oh! Gah! They're attacking us! Chariots of the Gods! Gods Gods Gods Gods In the beginning was the word And the word was, 'duck' And lo the word of 'duck' was 'quack' The sound that replicates the sound of the grand opening 'Crack', of the primordial egg And that ex ovo omnia epigenetic moment In the Garden of Ened A 'quack' sound that is echoless To the ears of duck-less mysoginists Un-attuned to the subtle acoustics of the 'duck' sound Those ignorami whose minds have not been E-duck-ated in Duckology 101 And who are thus not acquainted with the teachings of duck And more over, our pulchritudinous duck Hears throughout the ether The bial-rhythmnic beats of an electro-chemical fusion of Techno, funky, vinyl scratching That makes her tail feathers shake --- Chariots of the Gods - The Rockets and Duck Sauce