(M&L - Weikath/Deris)
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There he's sitting in his cockpit
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Out on guard, ten thousand miles from home
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Lookin' through his little window
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Earth appears as God's blue magic dome
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Just a little bit disturbing
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Are those coloured spaceships
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Closing in
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Star Invasion
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From behind the sun
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Destination
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Straight into his face
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Seven years they taugh and told him
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What to do and how to act right now
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He would have to push a button
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In his panic he just don't know how
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Seems like there's no red alert no more
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And so that squirrel wasn't there before
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Star invasion
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From behind the sun
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Complication
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Say what can be done?
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Near to a thousand-eight squirrels beam aboard and say hello
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Puke and shit his control board, dematerialize and steer their ships
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Away from earth
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Star invasion
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Praise the Lord they're gone
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Mere pollution
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Cleaning up's no fun
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Star invasion
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First touch with a different kind
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Ausser Spesen nix gewesen IIII
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STAR INVASION
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| Helloween |
