When did it begin?
I was not more than ten
The first time that they came around.
They showed up one night
In a flash of white light
And scooped me right up off the ground.
They took me inside
Of that ship where they hide.
Don't know what they did, where we went.
I woke up in bed
With a chip in my head.
Now I sing the Abductee's lament:

Oh, I've seen things from Outer Spaces.
They've got big black eyes and gray faces,
With pates bald and hard,
Just like Jean Luc Picard.
And they're not much on social graces,
They slip round at night leaving no traces.
Yeah, I've seen things from Outer Spaces.

My therapist said
It was all in my head,
There's some other way to explain.
The concept's too wild.
I was abused as a child,
Now I'm covering up all the pain.
Then how do you think
I can make light bulbs blink
Just by thinking I want it to be.
And whenever the phone
Or the microwave's on
My teeth play MS-NBC?

Well, I've seen things from Outer Spaces.
They've got big black eyes and gray faces,
But no sign of an ear.
So how do they hear?
And they're not much on social graces,
They slip round at night leaving no traces.
Yeah, I've seen things from Outer Spaces.