When I woke up today, the air was very strange 
I couldn’t feel my skin and there was evil in my bones 
I tried to speak but found that I didn’t have a voice 
It was a prison like the one you would find in the Twilight Zone 

I feel just like Signourney Weaver 
When she had to kill those aliens 
And one guy tried to get them back to the earth 
And she couldn’t believe her ears 

So I was taken or I went towards what was west 
To where the ground was dead and struck out at the giant sky  
The sky was black and filled with tiny silver holes 
It was there with a frightened voice that I began to cry out loud 

I feel just like Winona Ryder 
In that movie about vampires 
And she couldn’t get that accent right  
Neither could that other guy 

I feel just like I’m on Jupiter 
The one that looks like rainsbows, sure  
But it doesn’t lend itself to life  
And I haven’t finished yet