They’ve got all the hardware
They don’t care for footwear
Grey guys with a shiny craft
Their telepathy gives me the creeps
They analysed me for weeks
And asked me how I had crashed
Intergalactic narcotics
Cosmological erotics
Kept me in a state of bliss
They’re from another realm
And now I feel overwhelmed
I don’t think that probe will fit.

Aliens really ******* give me the creeps
Technologically advance but ***** beasts
they like how my skin is silky and pink
Genders mean nothing to them I think.

Somehow my spaceship is fixed
They’ve been busy and quick
I feel like a brand new man
They space ghost me and leave
Hope I don’t have any space transmitted disease
But now I can leave for home yes I can.

Aliens really ******* give me the creeps
Technologically advance but ***** beasts
they like how my skin is silky and pink
Genders mean nothing to them I think.