Aliens Christmas 1988
Martin Tielli

They came down 1988:
Thousand spacecraft like petals on the earth
And they had big eyes
And they watched like spies
Till they found someone who no one would believe
There you were in your underwear
All alone drawing comics for your church
And we took you up, and we put you under:
Placed you on a table for observation

Give me a deep kiss, I am longing for distraction
Let me touch your tits, and keep you occupied
If this comes as some surprise, I am an Alien
To observe you I must keep you stoned

There you lie with your doped up eyes
Staring past the one who could love you like a Christ
You see, that's just the way that it is up here
But I cannot meddle, I will not interfere
Meet me in the park some time after the night comes
You will see a star that shines like silver
Smells like gold
Follow it through fields and hills and to the landing pad
You will giver birth to an alien like me

Alien...