Nothin' Nothin' but rocks! Are we lost? Wait, wait a minute, look Look at that green and blue Delicious looking thing Shaggytheairhead on the beat Pull up! Land this motherfucker
[Verse 1: Violent J] Violent J floatin' out the cosmos smokin' cheeba 'Bout to acrobat your mama pussy [lucha libre?] Pink and purple zebra man yellow polka dots Intergalactic, [call me?] hatchet man, I choke a lots 'Bout to blast off, pull your fuckin' mask off That wasn't a mask? That was your face? Sad talk Fuck your bitch ass world, it's just a Waffle House We stop and eat humans when we drunk and puke 'em out So we earthbound, not to attack, to explore And if I bump into Macklemore, I'm smackin' the dork The music wack here, where's thе wicked shit? We come to bring conflict and еvict this shit Game gone wack, violation of Noobleezoo Which cause your mass disintegration, the doom boom Big head, skinny neck, green skin, dick huge I'ma shove it up your planet's ass, splooge
[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope] Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
[Verse 2: Violent J] Levitating in a flying saucer, no propulsion No propellers, wings, or bitch-ass nasty exhaustion Your mama say it's a drone, but tell that bitch pull up We'll probe that bitch's anus, leave you blew out and tore up
[Galoot?] the Duke, bitch, galactic knock Mr. Spock granddaughter just nuked my cock VJ-3PO and Shaggy2D-D2 Leave your forehead charred, prepare to eat you Human slop shish kabob, leave your head [in space junk?] We grub on guts and blood, but I like female So if a being from the sky hit your car and you wonder why You about to get a bowling pin sized tracker up your ass and become our spy All your planet needs is but an O, obliteration Wicked clowns from outer space don't give a fuck about your salvation Start your looting and panicking, Anakin Sky ain't real But this galactic hatchet is really splittin' your eyes as your head peels
[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope] Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky (Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
[Outro: Violent J] Outer space Outer space, wicked clowns Outer space, wicked clowns Outer space Outer space Outer space, wicked clowns Outer space, wicked clowns Outer spaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
