Coconuts from Space
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Coconuts from Space
Here they come flying through the sky, Here they come like big hairy rocks! They don't sing, they don't chirp, they don't even make a sound, Oh beware, they're soon forming flocks! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Oh beware, their milk is not sweet! Oh beware, meat is their repast. They eat cat, they eat dog, but it's people they like best, Run away, you'd better be fast! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Run away, and lock all your doors! Run away, find a place to hide! Now don't open your cabinets, don't open your drawers, It's too late, you'll find them inside! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Coconuts, coconuts from space! It's too late, now feel their sharp teeth! It's too late, and now you must die! It's the end of the human race, they take their revenge! Just desserts: coconut cream pie! Coconuts, coconuts from space! Coconuts, coconuts from space! |
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