The streets are alive with alien eyes
Made well aware that we are not alone
save yourselves, trust no one else
We don’t trust you, we’ve tapped your phone
Here’s one, there’s one, everybody sees one
You’re positive you passed one at the mall
The end is here at last, every pump is out of gas
Take cover for the sky is bound to fall

Don’t be alarmed, it’s nothing new
It’s only Ray Bradbury Blues

Every mom and Dad’s kids are waving the flag
Don’t they know that God is on our side?
With technology we stole, we’ll build our own UFO’s
and charge the public a buck and a half to ride

Know your friends for little green men
have become a part of our society
like William Tell, Alexander Graham Bell
Robert Frost, and Francis Scott Key

Don’t be alarmed, what can you do?
It’s only Ray Bradbury Blues

Something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes
Something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes

The whip has been cracked, get ready to attack
Set your phasers for kill
And if you oppose the plan, man, can’t you understand?
If we don’t do it, no one will
I do declare, they’ve poisoned the air
with their intention to destroy
Their tactics are mysterious; let’s show them that we’re serious
Let’s go bomb Illinois

Don’t be alarmed, it’s nothing new
It’s only Ray Bradbury Blues