A whirling noise, whose there?

Coloured lights flashing everywhere.

A spinning saucer touches ground,

Little lights going round and round.

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We're being invaded by creatures

There's no use in making overtures.

Help! Help! They use their death guns,

Ther're going around, killing everyone.

They spread all around, they go into town,

People are running up and down.

They leap into cells and dive into wells,

As they raid all the places that common man dwells.

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Their noisy guns flash all colours of light,

People fall dead as they take to flight.

If no one does nuthing there'll be no one alive,

So all our world united, every human should strive.

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