On a level, I'm a rebel
I ain't the same, I'm special
I'm from space, extraterrestrial
Gimme' some bass, 'gimme some treble
On a level, I'm a rebel
I ain't the same, I'm special
I'm from space, extraterrestrial
Gimme' some bass, 'gimme some treble

I'm on the mother-ship
Like the brother Smith
I'm coming down soon, no surrogate
Am I welcome? Don't be scared I'm
Only here for the Galdem
Therefore, don't declare war
Our technologies light years ahead
You can't compare yours, space baby, airborne
But now I live amongst earthlings
Walking on the ground full of worms and
Shapeshifter, so I look like
The ordinary person
But some nights I look up at the sky, and I
Feel like returning (tell 'em)
I'm all alone
But soon they'll be more of us emerging

Alienated, victim of alien hatred
I think they're jealous of my
Race and my spaceship one word, racist
Its begun, what 'you know about Area 51?
Scientists, wanna slice my, body open
To see inside of it (Oh lord)
Here come the men in black
Two of them no center backs
They came, they saw, never conquered
I sent them back
Empty handed and got away with minor injuries
It's all good, I'll get a bandage
Standard I'm still standing

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Writer(s): STEFAN BRUEGESCH