Through scientific green light the agent says to the alien, “bro what’s your planet like”, and it replies “my head is a balloon”

Soon to be disclosed the findings are put into a sealed restricted water gun, ready to be fired at the world

At the time the actor lines the population into formation, they don’t want to hear no intergalactic information

Follow the people follow the people don’t forget your market research, gotta make your way out of the pit, doin ya bit, trying to get off the ground

Gotta make your way living a bit, killing a bit, trying to get off the ground

The wind and the waves smash against the helm and the road is long through this treacherous realm. Where’s Gandalf when you need him, I reckon he's puffing on his Gandalf smoke. So I'm left to my intuition to figure out what I've gotta do and where I've gotta go

Language is a funny thing, we can all invent our own, got the structures flowing through our bones,
one day I decided I should probably get a job, got a call back on my resume from bar-tender bob.

He said “what unique qualities do you have son?” I said “shyumi wa inkundus pescado tiki tiki num num”
Met with a blank stare back from bob and got kicked back through the door
So I soon learnt that I’m better off sticking to the common tounge

And the wind and the waves smash against the helm and the road is long through this treacherous realm. Where’s Gandalf when you need him, probably getting high off his Gandalf smoke. So I'm left to my intuition to figure out what I've gotta do and where I've gotta go

Met a pretty girl at the pub, I said add me on facebook, she said yeah alright bub
My facebook message to her was 57 words too long, I guess I came on too strong, now that ship has sailed, yeah she’s long gone

And the wind and the waves smash against the helm and the road is long through this treacherous realm. Where’s Gandalf when you need him, the prick’s getting high off his Gandalf smoke. So I'm left to my intuition to figure out what I've gotta do and where I've gotta go
Yeah I'm left to my intuition to figure out what I've gotta do and where I've gotta go
to be an average joe

Now I’m a normal person - Easy to meet, easy to greet
And you can tell me a crazy story and I’ll just say “cool” or “yeah” or “sweet man”
And I don’t wanna be a tall poppy. Or a green poppy or a purple poppy, I wanna be a copy of everyone else and
If I diverge pop culture will stop me