When I woke up today, the air was very strange.
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I couldn't feel my skin, and there was evil in my bones.
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I tried to speak but found that I didn't have a voice.
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It was a prison like the one you would find in the Twilight Zone.
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And I feel just like Sigourney Weaver
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When she had to kill those aliens.
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And one guy tried to get them back to the Earth.
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And she couldn't believe her ears.
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So I was taken or I went towards what was west--
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To where the ground was dead--and struck out at the giant sky.
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The sky was black and filled with tiny silver holes,
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And it was there, with a frightened voice, that I began to cry out loud.
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I feel just like Winona Ryder
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In that movie about vampires.
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And she couldn't get that accent right;
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Neither could that other guy.
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And I feel just like I am on Jupiter--
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The one that looks like rainbow sherbet--
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But it doesn't lend itself to life.
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And I haven't finished yet.
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Sigourney Weaver
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| John Grant |
