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Pick you up, bring you down
ain't it nice to have your feet on the ground?
don't know why they've chosen you
was it something they thought that you knew?
Ufos sliding down from the sky
little grays, why don't you
pick on someone your own size?
Can't sleep, don't want to dream
something's at the window but i can't scream
floating three feet over my bed
why are they jabbing that needle in my head?
Ufos don't respect my rights
little grays from outer space
keeping me up at night
You can say you're not afraid
their probes will tell if you're stupid or you're brave
make a fist, if you can
six hours later you won't feel like such a man
Ufos skimming over the trees
but it's you, my love
that's got me on my knees