Yung Shug says:

Only on stop numero dos on their devious quest to complete five accessories to the fate of psychedelic rock itself as we know it, the King Lizz and the Gizz-wait no, KING GIZZARD AND THE LIZARD WIZARD (there we go) have hatched yet another egg of mind-molten destruction to devour the flesh of your very psyche and chew up what remains of your own knowledge of music as you see it now. On this ol ticking vinyl timebomb, our baby Gizz has presented our earth with a window to a dystopic future that may in fact reflect the darker times that have shaded our our spaceship 3rd rock from the sun. Essentially a guided tour through an imminent apocalypse waiting in forbearance to let humanity do unto itself a self-fulfilling prophecy of self-destruction. Narrated by Flightless mate, Leah Senior and a speak and spelled-out, robotic cyborg with a deathwish, "Han-Tyumi", the end is already near, and amidst the hellfire this record has emerged from the fleshy hands of Satan's minions themselves. Dig you Gizz numba 2, pick your favorite color of the apocalypse (we got blood pool blue and vomit splatter, y'all), and murder your universe.

King Gizzard And The Lizard Wizard ‎– Murder Of The Universe