Extraterrestres

How cool! How cool!
Such original aliens,
riding jet skis in hyperspace
with a laser sword in their hand.

How cool! How cool!
They have parabolic antennas,
and a flat phone rate
because they always have to tune in.

How cool! How cool!
They eat Wonder Bread with tulips,
have a pyromusical orgy
and explode all their genitals.

And hey, how's it going,
we're your friends from Earth,
a planet of dust and crap
in a hostile solar system.

And hey, how's it going,
I've come to set up my business:
a luxury complex from hell
to play mini-golf and petanque.

How cool! How cool!
Such original aliens,
riding jet skis in hyperspace
with a laser sword in their hand.

How cool! How cool!
They play flutes, they play flutes,
their biorhythm is samba-disco-dance
and a vacuum cleaner is their nose.

And hey, how's it going,
we're your friends from Earth,
a planet of dust and crap
in a hostile solar system.

And hey, how's it going,
I've come to set up my business:
a luxury complex from hell
to play mini-golf and petanque.

And hey, how's it going,
we're your friends from Earth,
a planet of dust and crap
in a hostile solar system.

And hey, how's it going,
I've come to set up my business:
a luxury complex from hell
to play mini-golf and petanque.