[Verse]
Walked in the corner store for a bag of chips,
Saw a saucer parked next to the place, doing flips.
Out stepped a creature rocking neon Space Forces,
Looking like a disco ball crashed some outer sources.
[Chorus]
They said, "Human groove, now mimic our stance,"
Started wriggling like spaghetti having a trance.
The beat in their chest, their alien funk advanced,
And that's how I learned their terrible dance.
[Verse 2]
Green skin glistening, antennas sway loose,
Movin’ their limbs like their bodies got no use.
Asked if they had TikTok, they just said "Zlarp,"
Told me the moves they do back home hit sharp.
[Bridge]
Shoulders poppin' outta line, kneecaps spillin’,
Their rhythm made a bad robot look like it’s thrillin’.
Feet slid across the tiles with greasy precision,
I tried their style, ended up in bad collision.
[Chorus]
They said, "Human groove, now mimic our stance,"
Started wriggling like spaghetti having a trance.
The beat in their chest, their alien funk advanced,
And that's how I learned their terrible dance.
[Verse 3]
They handed me an orb, said it’s the intergalactic mic,
Spit bars with no breath, syllables take flight.
Then they zapped out rhymes decoded in beams,
Their flow so bad it split my conscious into streams.