Lyrics:

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Nothin'
Nothin' but rocks!
Are we lost?
Wait, wait a minute, look
Look at that green and blue
Delicious looking thing
Pull up!
Land this motherfucker

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Violent J floatin' out the cosmos smokin' cheeba
'Bout to acrobat your mama pussy [lucha libre?]
Pink and purple zebra man yellow polka dots
Intergalactic, [call me?] hatchet man, I choke a lots
'Bout to blast off, pull your fuckin' mask off
That wasn't a mask? That was your face? Sad talk
Fuck your bitch ass world, it's just a Waffle House
We stop and eat humans when we drunk and puke 'em out
So we earthbound, not to attack, to explore
And if I bump into Macklemore, I'm smackin' the dork
The music wack here, where's thе wicked shit?
We come to bring conflict and еvict this shit
Game gone wack, violation of Noobleezoo
Which cause your mass disintegration, the doom boom
Big head, skinny neck, green skin, dick huge
I'ma shove it up your planet's ass, splooge

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]
Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm
But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm
But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky

[Verse 2: Violent J]
Levitating in a flying saucer, no propulsion
No propellers, wings, or bitch-ass nasty exhaustion
Your mama say it's a drone, but tell that bitch pull up
We'll probe that bitch's anus, leave you blew out and tore up
[Galoot?] the Duke, bitch, galactic knock
Mr. Spock granddaughter just nuked my cock
VJ-3PO and Shaggy2D-D2
Leave your forehead charred, prepare to eat you
Human slop shish kabob, leave your head [in space junk?]
We grub on guts and blood, but I like female
So if a being from the sky hit your car and you wonder why
You about to get a bowling pin sized tracker up your ass and become our spy
All your planet needs is but an O, obliteration
Wicked clowns from outer space don't give a fuck about your salvation
Start your looting and panicking, Anakin Sky ain't real
But this galactic hatchet is really splittin' your eyes as your head peels

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]
Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm
But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
Sound your alarm, everybody's in harm
But remain calm, it ain't gonna matter in the morn
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky
(Everybody dies) Outer space wicked clowns out the sky

[Outro: Violent J]
Outer space
Outer space, wicked clowns
Outer space, wicked clowns
Outer space
Outer space
Outer space, wicked clowns
Outer space, wicked clowns
Outer space