The Happiest Boy by The Bedroom Philosopher
When I was thirteen
I was abducted by aliens
In a sunset orange
valiant with wings
The aliens were friendly
They communicated by break dancing
They looked like a cross
Between Gumby, Bjork and Richie Benaud
They took me to their home planet
Mars_79
It had an iced vovo surface
And a lynx java atmosphere
They sterilised me with towellettes
Fed me condensed milk through a tube
Gave me an interactive pamphlet
And teleported all but my pants
And I was the happiest boy out of this world
The architecture on mars_79 was inspired by the spirograph
They had no words for war
And fifty six words for funk
Their main source of …
