| Song | Civilization Day |
| Artist | Quasimoto |
| Album | The Further Adventures of Lord Quas |
| 作曲 : Jackson | |
| I woke around this morning at 7:30 thirty | |
| Head hurtin and my stomach felt funny funny | |
| Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky | |
| Sucker's swarming around | |
| Many begin to die | |
| Shitty smell run across the whole city | |
| Nuclear toxic now we wont feel no pity | |
| Many die from e-bola | |
| Many from AIDS | |
| Mexicans, whities, Japanese, and Spades | |
| Indian, Iranian, and all them others | |
| Bout to find out for self | |
| We got the phantom | |
| See which side of the game is over there | |
| Well is this it, the end of civilization | |
| Are we prepared? Well I hope so | |
| Here's the official stolen government training film | |
| Of the secret plan to deal with an alien uprising | |
| Today you have to stay on your toes | |
| When you're walkin the streets and stalkin the sheets stay on the low | |
| Go to the wrong territory and get blown, blown | |
| Some brotha's ain't even knowing, knowing | |
| Revelations are is on it's way like ya next spliffs | |
| So get your mental uplift while we shootin the gift | |
| Black magic chants | |
| Mass eat per cold clams | |
| Be on the sky take a glare | |
| Look around wonder why | |
| We must be born to die | |
| We must be born to die |
| zuò qǔ : Jackson | |
| I woke around this morning at 7: 30 thirty | |
| Head hurtin and my stomach felt funny funny | |
| Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky | |
| Sucker' s swarming around | |
| Many begin to die | |
| Shitty smell run across the whole city | |
| Nuclear toxic now we wont feel no pity | |
| Many die from ebola | |
| Many from AIDS | |
| Mexicans, whities, Japanese, and Spades | |
| Indian, Iranian, and all them others | |
| Bout to find out for self | |
| We got the phantom | |
| See which side of the game is over there | |
| Well is this it, the end of civilization | |
| Are we prepared? Well I hope so | |
| Here' s the official stolen government training film | |
| Of the secret plan to deal with an alien uprising | |
| Today you have to stay on your toes | |
| When you' re walkin the streets and stalkin the sheets stay on the low | |
| Go to the wrong territory and get blown, blown | |
| Some brotha' s ain' t even knowing, knowing | |
| Revelations are is on it' s way like ya next spliffs | |
| So get your mental uplift while we shootin the gift | |
| Black magic chants | |
| Mass eat per cold clams | |
| Be on the sky take a glare | |
| Look around wonder why | |
| We must be born to die | |
| We must be born to die |