The
Alien
Down
to earth he was coming from the stars
He looks alike a hunchback he has a special task
Hanging around in past, tellin' about wars
He brings us remedy for being cast
His
bloody, bloody back was arrested in a jail
The policeman cleans the floor from loosing skin
I wanna give the mankind freedom without fail
Believe me I'm an alien and you could only win
There's
no place for aliens
In jail on earth
He's going to McDonalds
With a can of gasoline
But he looks alike the hunchback
Nobody knows his source
A hunchback at McDonalds
With a can of gasoline
The
alien flagellate his back
Text
& Musik: Markus Maria Jansen & Mike Pelzer
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