Got drunk, drunk all weekend
Not just drunk, I mean hallucinating
That's when I saw the flying saucer
That's when I saw the little green men
They asked me, "Take me to your leader"
I said, "You don't wanna really go there
The man's a lying fascist psychopath
He'll torture you for your secret tech"
The whole wide world is getting weirder
Any more of this and I'll give up the booze
This nightmare's getting ever deeper
I've got the screaming ab-dabs and the garden gnome blues
They said "We regard your race as hostile
Gonna stop you getting out to space
Gonna liberate all your little people
The ones you make fish in your ponds all day
You keep them in subjugation
Gonna give them power to move around
Gonna give them their revolution
You ain't gonna like it with the tables turned"
Detached themselves from their little pedestals
Their smiles have changed to hateful leers
Marching lockstep like an army
Waving fishing rods like they're spears
Holed up barricaded in my room
I'm surrounded but I've still got a smile
My only defence is a pair of boots
Kick the bastards half a country mile
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