I was minding my own business
One sunny summer day
When out of the sky, an airy sound
From somewhere far away
I looked up to the sky and I couldn't believe my eyes
A big old flying saucer came right down from the sky
I wondered why these aliens had troubled all this weight
Perhaps to make us be their slaves
And take us all away
I started to run inside the house and hide beneath my bed
And I remembered when I was just a boy what my mama said
"Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend
No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in
They may live in your neighborhood
Or come from far away
From right next door or Singapore
Or 'cross the Milky Way"
But, what if they have 3 big eyes
And smell with their feet
I suppose we'd be just strange to them if ever we would meet
They may come from another world and be 12 inches high
But that doesn't mean we can be friends if we just give it a try
Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend
No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in
They may live in your neighborhood
Or come from far away
From right next door or Singapore
Or 'cross the Milky Way
Take it away, boys!
Always take the opportunity to make a brand new friend
No matter if they're green or red or what shape they come in
They may live in your neighborhood
Or come from far away
From right next door or Singapore
Or 'cross the Milky Way
From right next door or Singapore
Or 'cross the Milky Way
From right next door or Singapore
Or 'cross the Milky Way