Martian men are coming to earth 
they're abducting all of the jerks, 
Martian men are coming to earth 
Martian men, don't take me 

Pods are landing from outer space 
Pods are duplicating my face 
Pods are landing from outer space 
Pods they leave me alone 

I don't know what conventions you go to 
I don't know what movies you've seen 
I don't wanna hear explainations of unexplainable things. 

It's not that I don't belive in aliens 
It's just, I really dont care. 
I wouldn't mind some interplanetary freinds 
until they come I'll hang in my own hemisphere 

Holy ghost is coming to Earth 
Saving souls of all of the jerks 
The holy ghost is coming to earth 
Savior man don't save me 

The number 1 son is flippin the tab 
payin for sins and under your hat 
the number 2 son is flippin the bill 
let me chip in for the tip 

I dont understand why you beg for forgiveness 
Just b4 you do it again 
Is it morals your lifting towards you 
or actually help from a man? 

Its not that I don't belive in Jesus Christ 
Its just I care about other things 
the world could certianly use some miracles, 
until then I'll put my faith in human beings. 

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What's The Matter With Parents Today? 

Mom and dad
How'd you get so rad?
When exactly did you get so hip? 

Wearing teenage clothes
You're always coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out 

It's absurd
They're singing every word
You're not supposed to like my band
Things I like you don't understand 

So please put down that rum and Coke
That's not behaviour for old folk
Can we just hang on holidays
Dad and mom
What planet are you from?
And what convinced you to pack up and leave
Doing drugs
And asking me for hugs
What's the matter with parents today? 

Not again
When will it end?
Dad's dressing like Motley Crue
And why is moms hair dyed bright blue? 

And stayin' out till 2 or 3
Then having sex publicly
I thought the apple fell far from the tree 

Mom and dad, I think you ought
To quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my friends 

Laying round, on the couch
With my Misfits records out
Softly banging your head 

Maybe its just a passing phase
What's the matter with my parents these days? 

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