Maybe I'm going crazy
Maybe I'm out of my mind
But I don't think my neighbors sneaked into my farm
To steal some of my corn
I've been thinking there's a pattern to the circles
Decorations in my field
And maybe it's aliens
And maybe they all want to kill us all

I've been hearing that there's no way
There's no way they could get to us

But when I look at the signs
See the perfect designs
All these circles and lines
I think something else
When I look at the signs, the signs
I'm afraid myself

Things from another planet, are they harvesting for food
And could I use a baseball bat to take them out
Will water burn their flesh
I've been thinking if we locked one in a closet
Could I chop some fingers off
Cuz suddenly they're coming down, over the town
Let's run and hide downstairs

I've been hearing that there's no way
There's no way ET's are coming

But when I look at the signs
See the perfect designs
All these circles and lines
I think something else
When I look at the signs, the sigsn
I'm afraid myself

signs... signs...

Everyone, everyone, see the crop circles
Everyone, yeah, everyone, I think they're coming

When I look at the signs
See the perfect designs
All the circles and lines
I think something else
When I look at the signs, the signs
Here goes nothing...