Armchair Martian Xenophobe
I came around again, they say I lost my mind.
And you'd know that mine was the hardest one to find.
So I'm a xenophobe, my car without a mind.
Speeding a bee line and either or will soar this time.
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you, for the hate to end, now.
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you, for the hate to end.
Xenophobe, he drove a car with rocket fins.
And he ate with his hands, he knew where they'd been.
Xenophobe, he was in love with her and then.
Then he hated her, hated her because of him.
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you, for the hate to end, now.
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you, for the hate to end, now....
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you, yeah and I'll be waiting for you.
Come around again, pretend to be my friend.
Because I'll be waiting for you all.
Another one to see with you, another one to see with you.
Another one to be with you, been down down down.
Another one to be with you, another one to see with you.
Another one to be with you, been down down.
