Alien Probe (song)

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qevan
qevan
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Tune: Time Warp! (Rocky Horror Picture Show)
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It's astounding
While I'm sleeping
Aliens take control
I fight them off somehow
But not for very much longer
Laid out on the table, prone
I remember feeling it quite warm
Dreading those moments when
The gray man approaching
My behind he is mauling
Probed in the black hole again!
Probed in the black hole again!

First there's a poke to the left
And then a pinch to the ri-i-i-i-i-ight!
He puts his hands on your hips
And pushes up real hi-i-igh!
But it's the bowel thru-u-u-ust
That really gives you such pa-a-a-a-a-ain!
Probed in the black hole again!
Probed in the black hole again!

I'm not dreaming
Oh alien free me!
I can't move a pinky
No, not at all
I have an indentation
In my duodenum
No narcotics, I feel all
Now my alien gray boy
He's snipped off my adenoid
Inside, I'll never be the same
Oh, the freaky sensations
I wish I had some seda-a-tion!
Probed in the black hole again!
Probed in the black hole again!

Well I was restin' on the slab just a-havin' a think
When that alien guy gave me an evil wink
He a-picked-a me up, he looked into my eyes
And through mind control came a big surprise
I swear it's true, this is what he told
He never used an artificial probe!
Probed in the black hole again!
Probed in the black hole again!

First there's a poke to the left
And then a pinchin' to the ri-i-i-i-i-ight!
He puts his hands on your hips
And pushes up real hi-i-igh!
But it's the bowel thru-u-u-ust
That really gives you such pa-a-a-a-a-ain!
Probed in the black hole again!
Probed in the black hole again!

qevan
qevan
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