Ducks I thought I'd shoot |
Breathed in that fresh evening air |
One star 'gan to grow |
And I gazed at that glow |
Soon it grew to a |
kal-Eye-Dee-scope glare |
And those lights in the skies |
Well they blinded my eyes |
And I knew this was no normal plane |
I tell ya it's true |
This could all happen to you |
Better listen when you hear me sayi-i-i-i-in' |
Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship |
Where they put their probes |
In your probeless places, where I won't say |
Th'got my D-N-Ayyy |
Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper |
Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain |
Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insan-n-ne |
Well, then they left me there |
In my long underwear |
Covered - in alien spores |
I made such a sight |
All those ducks took to flight |
And I made my way back to the shor-re |
Hey, I told police |
Raid'o and TV |
They'all laughed for an hour but then |
Well, I got a call |
That ol' rag Enquirer (Enkw-hour) |
s'puttin' my story to pe-e-en |
Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship |
Where they put their probes |
In your probeless places, where I won't say |
Th'got my D-N-Ayyy |
Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper |
Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain |
Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-ane |
Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship |
Where they put their probes |
In your probeless places, where I won't say |
Th'got my D-N-Ayyy |
Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper |
Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain |
Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-ane |
Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship |
Where they put their probes |
In your probeless places, where I won't say |
Th'got my D-N-Ayyy |
Thaaa tagged my ear with a spacey staper |
Then they blipped my crown, zapped my brai-ay-ain |
Oh, I know this, it sou-ow-ounds insa-a-ane |
Cause I got beamed on a shiny spaceship |
Where they put their probes |
In your probeless places… |
Friday, July 3, 2015
I Got Beamed on a Shiny Spaceship
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