| I always thought my mother was human
|
| I always thought that my father was too
|
| Till the day I went through her wallet
|
| I always knew my father was human
|
| He had the right kind of emotion
|
| Should have known that I broke through the water
|
| Should have known the value of a dollar
|
| So tell me where you from
|
| And tell me how it’s done
|
| And in the left sleeve I found a green card
|
| And her name read like I knew it would
|
| But below it, in the lettering
|
| What I found was so unsettling
|
| She was a resident, resident, resident
|
| Alien
|
| Resident, resident, alien
|
| Resident, resident, alien
|
| So tell me where you from
|
| And tell me how it’s done
|
| And tell me where you from
|
| I looked around for an agenda
|
| But it was nowhere to be found
|
| She was a resident, resident, resident
|
| Alien
|
| Resident, resident, alien
|
| Resident, resident, alien
|
| So tell me where you from
|
| And tell me how it’s done
|
| And tell me where you from |