The Thirsty Giants - Martians

Martians they are coming down
Grey aliens are all around
Flying saucers riddle the skies
Close encounters of the third kind

"Take me to your leader"
I don't fucking have one

Me and a cow are getting abducted
They're shoving a probe right up my rectum
They're grey and small and real fuckin mean
I'm stuck inside their metal machine

"Take me to your leader"
Well, I don't fucking have one

Written by:
Holden Perron

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