Greeting from mars
I come in peace
I want you see you so called car
I also brung my niece
Your world is a danger
To us you're a stranger
But we know you for destruction
You gave us many concussions
We come to sort things out
Or we will be destroyed without a doubtful
Your pollution is killing our people
We can rhyme we people, its steeple
We might be ugly in your eyes
But at least we have better thighs
So i say to you
Please please, keep us true.
