One of these mornings
The sun will blind the hearth
With a perfect timing [bad word] the invaders

Waiting for the right time
As the clouds fly by
Waisting all my lifetime
I'm on standby

It can be tomorrow
Maybe today
Don't ask how I Know
For I just couldn't say

It won't be too long now
From the skies will fly
Legion of Aliens
Is going to show

One of these Mornings
The sun will blind the hearth
With a perfect timing [bad word] the invaders
The legion of the Aliens