No need to be here No card to clock in And I can swear somebody's watchin' Where I go and where I've been. Brother I can see moses And all the things he did for you Oh brother I've been hearing voices That I'm probably not supposed to. How will I walk steady If the ground should come alive And tell me how will I be ready For the world another time
[Chorus] Whoa alien! You'll be just fine, You've always been beautiful To me Whoa alien! Pay us no mind, We haven't the light to hold To see
Am I another slave now To the screamin in my head Or is it a little strange now, How the moment's gone and fled Oh brother I gotta tell ya, That something here is wrong, Oh brother I gotta tell ya This place ain't a-what I thought
I know I ain't gonna build forever (No I ain't gonna build forever) And I know you feel the same (And I know you feel the same) You'll see it when your older (You'll see it when your older) No love is not a game anymore So thank god we're together.
Whoa alien. You'll be just fine, fine Yea-ah!
Whoa alien! Whoa! Yea!
Writer/s: CLAYTON STROOPE, SCOTT LEE JASON
Publisher: BMG RUBY SONGS OBO ABSURD MUSIC
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"Sloop John B" is a traditional West Indian folk song, and it was a huge hit for The Beach Boys in 1966. They tweaked the lyric, "This is the worst trip since I've been born" to "...I've ever been on" as a wink to acid culture.