We chatted, oh so nicely … as we sipped our French cafe’
On an olde English table in the good olde USA
The martians were landing on a statue in the bay
But I didn’t get a chance to watch the news today
Chorus:
Oh, yes we’re being invaded
I really don’t know why
But I can see it in the sky
Oh, yes we’re being invaded
I really do not care
It might be better over there
I ask you, now, who knows?
I tried to phone up mommy but the lines were all tied up
So I wrote a short letter that I thought was quite enough
They started coming toward me and I waved a short, «Hello»
They said, «You’re coming with us!» and I said, «Well, let’s go!»