Samaanya, look what you have done
Waiting for the "Space Police" is causing mania
For in my heart I know they will never show
Despite my wish, I know they don't exist
Samaanya, super-terranean
Your head is a chrysanthemum, arms like accordions
Or so, to me, it seems, is this a bad dream?
Am I just bored, or out of my f*cking gourd?