I picked up a distress call
A distant voice coming through the wall
But I can't find what happened to the research team
Tiptoe through the quarantine
Through the charred wreckage of machines
In this place, no one listens to the screams
I don't know who these people are
Want higher speed limits for their cars
They must come out at night, mostly
Disconnecting all the phones
No fibreoptics for these homes
I hear scuttling, they must be quite close to me
<I am an alien, I am an alien, I am an alien, I am an alien>
I want to find myself a home (alien! alien!)
I want somewhere where I belong (alien! alien!)
This land, it feels so strange
I woke up and everything changed
Now I need to find myself a home (alien! alien!)
I sheltered in a greasy spoon
Read the latest news from the moon
Now I can't find where I parked the mothership
Egg chambers and food banks
Corrosive blood melts oxygen tanks
When they embrace your face it feels like smothering
<I am an alien, I am an alien, I am an alien, I am an alien>
I want to find myself a home (alien! alien!)
I want somewhere where I belong (alien! alien!)
This land, it feels so strange
I woke up and everything changed
Now I need to find myself a home (alien! alien!)
* * * * * *
They'll take us back to the good old days
This fire smells like the good old days
Out from your stomach bursts a brand new day
But you'll have to pay to be stitched back up
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