The aliens are coming one by one
They sneak around after the sun is done
If you see one
Don’t run
Kill it dead with your gun.
Fear is only the game of fools
Don’t fight back against such ghouls
And in the end they will rule
And we will all become their tools.
You’ll know when you see one
Looks like they’re wearing a bun
But that’s just their brains undone
Burns up if exposed to the sun.
They make little noises that sound
Like weird mutterings from an evil clown
And if they’re talking look around
All the flowers will be falling to the ground.
The stench is also quite disturbing
So bad it’s actually unnerving
Probably comes from the weird food
That feeds that ugly stinking brood.
Man can you believe it came to this
Why did we believe in that politician shit
Told us all with those lieing lips
Swerving tails and rocking hips
That we didn’t have to worry about it.
Ah we should’ve known it’s true
Never ever got truth from that lying brood
Shouldn’t have let them tell us what to do
Shouldn’t have given it up to their rule.
Shit here comes some
Get ready with your gun
Kill ‘em dead and we’ve won
Screw it up and we’re done!
GOT THOSE SUCKERS! YAHOO!
Damn this really is kinda cool
Oh LOOK! That one’s starting to drool
HA HA We really did those fools!
LONG LIVE
