Alien Interview Lyrics

I can't talk now

I'm interviewing a martian

I can't talk now

I'm interviewing an alien

Down those cobblestone alleys

From the old regime

This is where the terror took place

This is where it took place

I don't know what my priorities are

Hit the snore alarm every nine minutes or so

Singing Citalopram-o-gram

So these cobblestone streets infested with creeps

Slashing with their knives

Defend yourselves with crowbars

Repeatedly smashing unfazed drunk punks

That's weird