Peeking in windows
And fingering buttholes
Interplanetary predators
Giant anal probe peddlers
They defy gravity
But refuse to skate
Wasted potential
They just want to get baked
They stole my brother's gas mask bong
What they did to his butt was just plain wrong
Their fingers are so long
Their fingers are so long
And it's just plain wrong
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
The Joaquin approach
Wooden baseball bat
Didn't quite work out
They put it in my ass
There's something in the sky
Bright flashing lights
Lubrication is a privilege
To them it's not a right
Take me to your leader
Not to the second knuckle
I'm not a Martian breeder
Or a sky bound cuckold
Back from whence you came
Disappear into the night
Leave me in your wake of flame
Tom DeLonge was right
He was right
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
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Peeking in windows
And fingering buttholes
Interplanetary predators
Giant anal probe peddlers
They defy gravity
But refuse to skate
Wasted potential
They just want to get baked
They stole my brother's gas mask bong
What they did to his butt was just plain wrong
Their fingers are so long
Their fingers are so long
And it's just plain wrong
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
The Joaquin approach
Wooden baseball bat
Didn't quite work out
They put it in my ass
There's something in the sky
Bright flashing lights
Lubrication is a privilege
To them it's not a right
Take me to your leader
Not to the second knuckle
I'm not a Martian breeder
Or a sky bound cuckold
Back from whence you came
Disappear into the night
Leave me in your wake of flame
Tom DeLonge was right
He was right
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
And fingering buttholes
Interplanetary predators
Giant anal probe peddlers
They defy gravity
But refuse to skate
Wasted potential
They just want to get baked
They stole my brother's gas mask bong
What they did to his butt was just plain wrong
Their fingers are so long
Their fingers are so long
And it's just plain wrong
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
The Joaquin approach
Wooden baseball bat
Didn't quite work out
They put it in my ass
There's something in the sky
Bright flashing lights
Lubrication is a privilege
To them it's not a right
Take me to your leader
Not to the second knuckle
I'm not a Martian breeder
Or a sky bound cuckold
Back from whence you came
Disappear into the night
Leave me in your wake of flame
Tom DeLonge was right
He was right
I tried to warn you
But you laughed in my face
Machine guns can't save you
From the killer alien superworm snake
We had our chance
But we turned our backs
Now there's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
There's Martians in the backyard
We're all f*cked in the ass
Writer: Curtis Charles
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