November promises, it seems Are broken February dreams That don't come true, Do you remember me? I don't remember you. Were you the one who liked to sing? Or just some other one. It's strange how Paige remains She stays the same We're always changing. We are driving on the ceiling There are aliens on motorcycles Riding in the radio while we destroy the world I said - oh oh, oh no no The news it read, the future's dead When Elvis went to Hollywood That's when everything went wrong. So long goodbye, The taste of wedding cakes The sound of nursery rhymes The ghosts of Fredericksburg, of Alex Chilton, Of Victor Frankenstein The girl you'll always love The one you have no memory of It's strange how Paige remains She prays for rain on The Invasion We are driving on the ceiling There are aliens on motorcycles Hiding in the radio while we devour the world I said - oh oh, oh no no The future said, the news is dead When Elvis went to Hollywood That's when everything went wrong. The God of Maine proclaims the last evacuation of The Dream The gospels scream a song of movie stars and girlie magazines And spacemen too from somewhere far away You have to say it's strange We prayed in vain, The rockets came and now we're fading. We are hiding on the ceiling There are aliens on motorcycles Riding from the radio while they destroy the world. I said - oh oh, oh no no The paper said, the King is dead When Elvis went to Hollywood, That's when everything went wrong.