| I feel a little bit insane
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| Since I left that saturn plain
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| 'cause I felt global energy
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| I can’t believe what I have seen
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| He glided to me without a sound
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| «so long», he said and fizzled out
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| The space-ships lights all turned on
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| And in this moment it was gone
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| They are beautiful like meat-pie
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| My flesh began to creep
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| But they’re friendly like no others
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| Their life’s really so sweet
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| I feel a little bit insane
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| Since I left that saturn plain
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| 'cause I felt global energy
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| I can’t believe what I have seen
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| I feel a little bit insane
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| Since these sweet aliens came
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| Maybe their conscience is not clear
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| Maybe their victory is near
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| They need no cars, no aeroplanes
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| They fly with thoughts and have no names
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| Welcome you with kisses and with hugs
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| And you should try their alien drugs
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| And if glocalpyromanuals
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| Ever touch your hand
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| You’ll be bewitched from outta space
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| From orange blue creatures land
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| I feel a little bit insane
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| Sometimes they seem to know
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| Everywhere that we might go
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| I feel a little bit insane |