Let me get my excuses in early. There is no justification for writing this mayhem, except that I felt like it. Enjoy, or not.
Verse 1
Three in the morning, cold light on the ceiling.
Paralysed body, that familiar feeling.
Silver hands reaching, big eyes black as sin.
You think you know how this night's gonna end.
Beam pulls me upward, the table is steel.
You've done this a thousand times — tonight you'll feel.
I've been waiting, I'm wide awake.
I'm gonna do what ever it takes.
Pre-Chorus
You crossed the void for this?
You crossed the stars for this?
WRONG HOUSE!
Chorus
Reverse abduction.
Turn the tables around.
Your civilisation,
better write this down.
You came for my organs.
I came for your pride.
Probe the probers, baby.
Feel the human side!
Verse 2
Now hear me speak, I've listened to your hiss.
This speculum's cold. Bite down on this.
You've got twelve fingers but that's not enough,
when a pissed-off mammal calls your bluff.
Take me to your leader — oh, I intend to.
Got questions about every orifice you've been through.
Log it, label it, cold clinical notation.
How does it feel to be a specimen of the nation?
Pre-Chorus
You built warp drives for this?
You bent spacetime for this?
WRONG SPECIES!
Chorus
Reverse abduction.
Turn the tables around.
Your civilisation,
better write this down.
You came for my organs.
I came for your pride.
Probe the probers, baby.
Feel the human side!
Bridge
We are not a sample.
We are not your facts.
Every night you took from us,
we're taking two back!
Cry your metal tears,
with your face in the dirt.
Tell me on a scale of one to ten,
how much does THIS hurt!
Chorus
Reverse abduction.
Turn the tables around.
Your civilisation,
better write this down.
You came for my organs.
I came for your pride.
Probe the probers, baby.
Feel the human side!
Outro
Probe this, MOTHERFUCKER!
You will not be returning to sector Earth.
Understood?
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