Skells

Man is wolf to man, spent artificial winter in Sleeper cell, sleeping in the car I'm not yet quite myself, tripping off the continental shelf The mothership occultists at the door We're taking off (Come on, we're coming home) The worst place in the world (Come on, we're coming home) The worst place in the world Survive crash landing You limp away laughing The universe conspires, turns out like you planned it Get your Westboro Baptist Federation of Planets Scumbags, you can have it I hope you crash the goddamn whole thing into the sun All the tides in motion until the mountains are molten Until the Nassau Coliseum is at the bottom of the ocean Sailing on, your Westboro Baptist generation of fascists Scumbags, you can have it I hope you crash the goddamn planet into the sun The worst place in the world The worst place in the world (come on, we're coming home) The worst place in the world (come on, we're coming home)