(Warning, incoming unidentified flying snack)

Churros from space
Churros from space
Churros from space
They're falling from the sky
And they're headed for your face

Delicious sticks of dough are falling out of the sky
They're cinnamon and sugary and oh so lightly fried
Shooting through the atmosphere or somewhere beyond
Each one a supersonic donut-tasting magic wand

(Churros, churros) crashing in the streets
(Churros, churros) more than you can eat
(Churros, churros) you gotta listen to me
Watch out for unidentified flying treats

Oh, they smell so delicious (so delicious)
But they're possibly vicious (possibly vicious)
People, run for your lives (lives, lives, lives, lives)

Oh, we can defeat them (we can defeat them)
We may have to eat them (eat, eat, eat them)
To survive (aw)

(Alert, alert
Cinnamon and sugar overload)

Churros over London (churros)
Churros over New York City (churros)
Churros over Sidney (churros)
Can you resist the taste? (Churros from space)

Churros over Tokyo (churros)
Buenos Aires and Oslo (churros)
Churros over Mexico City (churros)
And heading right for your face (churros from space)

Churros from space
Churros from space
Churros from space
They're falling from the sky
And they're headed for your face

(Too much yummy)