Hot August nights in Texas
When it’s far too close for slumber
And the weather noise is deafening
You feel that fate has got your number
Step outside with mobile phone
Take ‘Facebook’ shots for show
Then right before your bleary eyes
You clock a well-timed UFO
Tracing crazy streaking lights
Stark events needs no persuasion
Place on your deck a welcome mat
To greet the Alien Invasion
Don’t jump for joy until it’s clear
On what you witnessed in the skies
A striking barge of electric-charge
Playing mind games with your eyes
Maybe time to thank your lucky stars
On all things alien here’s the crunch
The saucer plate you see descending
Is gathering folk like you for lunch
The saucer plate you see descending
Is gathering folk like you for lunch
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