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Had a little crash down Roswell way...
weather balloon.
They sealed it off that very day and they cleaned it up by noon.
Orders from the General, the surgeon takes his knife,
a butcher with a scalpel, to analyse this visitors life.
alien autopsy has just begun ... little green men scattered on the ground, down in Area 51.
Yeah, but when will we ever learn?
Don't you know that one of these days we're gonna
burn, burn, burn.
But it never happened, that's what the dark suits say,
If one's too many, then you better believe that there's more on the way.
(and)
Now the blue book's closed, the slate is clean, but they've still got 'em hidden under the sheets, down in- Hanger 18.
Alien autopsy, it ain't no fun, little green men scattered on the ground, down in Area 51.
