He's got a name that sounds like a sneeze in a canyon

A scientist with a guitar and a motorcycle that hums

Buckaroo Banzai riding riding riding through dimensions we can't see

Leather jacket flapping like it knows the secrets of the universe

And it probably does

Eight dimensions stacked like vinyl records

And he's spinning through them all

Buckaroo Buckaroo where you going now

Through the 8th dimension Buckaroo

Buckaroo Buckaroo show us how

To turn the impossible into something true

Red lectroids falling from the sky like confused meteors

They're looking for a home and he's got the only key

His band plays instruments that sound like they're from tomorrow

While aliens argue in languages made of light and mathematics

And he just smiles and drives

Eight dimensions stacked like vinyl records

And he's crashing through them all

Buckaroo Buckaroo where you going now

Through the 8th dimension Buckaroo

Buckaroo Buckaroo show us how

To turn the impossible into something true