Chicago Style Weenies - Aliens lyrics

Aliens are gonna f** us hard, Big spaceships hovering over our cars No! Maybe this ‘every man for himself’ will start to fade Maybe these feelings of nobility will dissipate Even Vietnam will be on our side against The short bald headed b**hes, with the oblong heads No we’re not talking about the Chinese, Strictly interplanetary, Communists fighting with democracy, Proletariat with bourgeoisie We’re shooting missiles straight up into their dispatch bays, All roads out of town Soon to be disintegrated Setting the stage for the slave trade boom, yeah Watching their shuttles destructing the Hubble - What’ll we have left to boast When we’re locked up with our international foes? Why is it every time I go for a walk through the woods at night I see a silver disc hovering above me? A beam of light flashes down from the ship to take me away, they want my DNA! If you thought this funny Wait til you see authority losing control, Vladimir Putin’s up next for the prisoner an*l probe The remnants of earth finally reduced to A common cla**: specimen with red a**es We’ll be saying: Where the f** is Will Smith!?