Blinding white light in the middle of the night
And suddenly I’m standing with some grey freaks staring
And they're talking in a language that I’ve never heard
I gotta get out or I might go berserk
I’m screaming and I’m yelling but they pay no mind
But then I hear a siren and the greys start crying
I see their instruments go flying up through the air
I think we're going down, the end is near
Wake up in an alien world
Jump up from the rubble and I know that I’m in trouble
No time to think, gotta find a place to hide
They must be looking for me, if they’re still alive
I hear the sirens as their speeders pass
They’re looking for me with their feet on the gas
I look to the sky and cant help but know
I dont think I’m ever going home
I don’t think I’m ever going home
I don’t think I’m ever going home
I don’t think I’m ever going home
I don’t think I’m ever going home
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