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Martians In My Brian

MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN I'M NOT REALLY INSANE IT'S THOSE MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN I'M NOT THE ONE TO BLAME IF I'M ACTING QUITE INSANE TIS A CRYING SHAME IT'S THOSE TINY DANG MARTIANS IN MY BRIAN I WASN'T REALLY HERE WHEN THEY CAME TO SNEAK INSIDE MY BRAIN DID THEY ENTER FROM A DREAM OR DROP OF RAIN THOSE TINY DANG MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN THEY MAKE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD UNTIL IT PAINS I'M ODDLY DIFFERENT BUT STRANGELY THE SAME PEOPLE AVOID ME BUT GIVE ME FAME I'M THE GUY WITH THE MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN I ALWAYS THRIST FOR TANG AND MUMBLE LOUDLY AS I SANG I'M FOREVER KNOCKING BUT NEVER RANG IT'S THOSE TINY DANG MARTIANS IN MY BRAIN I LEFT BEFORE I REMAIN I HEAR THEM MOCKING MY GOOD NAME AND FOR REASON I WILL EXPLAIN ICE CREAM HEADACHE FREEZES MY BRAIN ICE CREAM HEADACHE FREEZES MY BRAIN CAUSES THE MARTIANS TO FLEE MY BRAIN SO WHY DO I ACT JUST THE SAME i miss those little green martians in my brain

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