White Tuxedo
The day the aliens came,
I was dressed all in white.
I was dressed all in white.
This meant they missed me
with their beam.
with their beam.
My friend Scott, in his red cap, got
pulled upwards slowly.
pulled upwards slowly.
I watched him with my white hand
across my white eyes, accidentally disguised.
across my white eyes, accidentally disguised.
Scott never pointed, never said a thing
but I bet he was wishing
but I bet he was wishing
he had bought himself a white tuxedo,
like I had, just the day before.
like I had, just the day before.