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The Little Green Martians
By
Richard P. Haesche
Two little Martians out looking for kicks
in their cute flying saucers with their green-eyed chicks
They were bored and weary with their Martian glee
so they headed for Earth like one-two-three.
They flew over Broadway and saw the lights
and decided to park and enjoy the sights
They parked their saucers in a parking lot
cause the traffic was heavy and the night was hot.
Martians, oh Martians, please leave our sphere,
Please climb in your saucer and disappear!
They sauntered down Broadway in open view
scaring everyone they saw but two.
Now these two were hipsters from other towns
and they said, "Well, dig those crazy clowns!"
And the Martians kept walking along their route
with their green-eyed checks who were oh so cute!
They stamped their feet as they made the rounds
and they clapped their hands to the earthly sounds.
Martians, oh Martians, please leave our sphere,
Go climb in your saucer and disappear!
They walked on down the avenue
but stopped when they heard a sound they knew.
They looked through a door just for the heck
and they spotted a swingin' discoteque.
Now the sight that met them as they walked in
set their antennas sparkin' to the earthly din.
Here they were many miles away
from their hometown planet near the milky-way.
Martians, oh Martians, get out of here,
Please climb in your saucer and leave our sphere!
Now what did they see all over the floor
just a twistin' and turnin' like never before
A bunch of earthlings deep within the murk
were doin' the "watusi" and the latest "jerk."
Feelin' at home they joined the crowd
just a-twistin' and a-turnin' like on a cloud.
But the music stopped and the earthlings fled
from the little green Martians with their chrome-dome heads.
Martians, oh Martians, please disappear,
Climb in your saucer and get out of here!
With screams and shouts the earthlings ran in fear
leavin' the little green Martians there.
So the little, green Martians walked to the bar
and ordered Martian-inis and a Saucer Side-Car.
They found a quarter, put it in the juke,
and they laughed with glee at their lucky fluke.
The music started it's jungle beat
and the little green Martians stamped their web-like feet.
Martians, oh Martians, please leave our sphere,
Cause you got us earthlings in a deathly fear!
The juke continued to play and play
as the Martians danced the night away.
Now if you should pass either day or night
they'll still be dancin' and as high as a kite.
Their saucer was discovered on the parking ground
by the out-of-town hipsters with no-one around
So the hipsters climbed into the driver's seat
and they headed for Mars to find a new beat.
But the little green Martians with their green-eyed chicks
had discovered the sounds that gave them their kicks.
With their web-like feet and their heads of chrome
they stayed on Broadway and they NEVER went home.
