Texty: XTC. White Music. Science Friction.

I look out of my window at night
I see the stars and I'm filled with fright
I got a feeling someone's looking
It ain't the aliens at the foot of my bed

It's more the ale inside my head
I got a feeling something's cooking

Science friction burns my fingers
Electricity still lingers
Hey put away that ray
How do you Martians say, "I love you"?

I read my comics from front to back
I'll be ready for any attack
I got a feeling someone's looking