He's got a dirty mind, he's full of milky rays
He's tryna shoot his space-gun at uranus
Unreliable, he's messy got bad eating habits
He's so [bad word] up-up-up-up
Taylor imma' let you finish

After I destroy another fairly decent song
With rhymes about how rich I am so you can sing-along
Wait hang on Kanye, ain't this song about an Alien?
My raps don't make sense mother [bad word]  I'm just having fun!

We found an Alien friend 
He would show us magic
Thought he was fantastic

Till our Alien friend
Raided mum and dads drawer
He found some viagra

He would  anything
He would  a bread-loaf
He would  a Ear lobe

It's so heartbreaking
He's a  abuser
Futuristic loser

He needs some help, got serious problems
He used to be nice
Now he thinks with his [bad word]  but does he even have one

Pervy, per-per-pervy
I wanna be your best friend
But you're such a bell-end

Creepy-cr-cr-creepy
You [bad word] out drinking
You're too busy [bad word] 
Perverted Alien
He likes boys but he's not [bad word] lian
He's superflexible
But he doesn't have any genitals

I know a bar out in mars
Where they driving spaceships instead of cars
Kanye what you smoking, your lyrics don't make sense
Yeah and i just read your twitter man, those tweets are quite intense
When will this end, Alien friend?
Tell me what's next? Can-ye-av-a-west?
He's a  addict
Addicted till he's had it
Sees a boob he grabs it
Sees a boob he grabs it
Sees a boob, that's three [bad word] 
One more boob he grabs it... (WHAT?! IT WAS HIM!!)

Pervy, per-per-pervy
I wanna be your best friend
But you're such a bell-end

Creepy-cr-cr-creepy
You [bad word] out drinking
You're too busy [bad word] 
Perverted Alien
He's not winner, he's way more fail-ian
He doesn't get -at-all
'Cause he doesn't have any genitals

They callin him an alien, a big pervert alien
It's cause he's an alien, a big pervert alien