Subterranean Homesick Alien

The breath of the morning

I keep forgetting

The smell of the warm summer air

I live in a town where you can't smell a thing

You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement

Up above aliens hover



Making home movies for the folks back home

Of all these weird creatures who lock up their spirits

Drill holes in themselves and live for their secrets



They're all uptight, uptight, uptight

They're all uptight, uptight, uptight

...uptight



I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane

Late at night when I'm driving

Take me on board their beautiful ship

Show me the world as I'd love to see it



I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe

They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely

I'd show them the stars and the meaning of life

They'd shut me away

But I'd be alright



I'm just uptight, uptight, uptight,

uptight, uptight, uptight,

uptight, uptight,

uptight,

...uptight,

...uuuuup....tight