Molly

Molly was a creature from outer space
One day she faced the human race
They tried to kill her a million ways
Cos' they didn’t like her alien face
They treated her as a threat
Just like the psychos of Hollywood — just another thing
But Molly came here for
Johny B. Goode, Go Molly!
A sceptic said:
«Hey Molly! You can’t be
You better stay off from my reality»
Molly dropped a tear and flied away
Nobody listended what she’d say
Molly wondred «what is wrong with me
(Why they tried to kill me)
They aren’t like I thought for Voyetre
Which I believed
Molly, they want to put you in the zoo
Molly, commercial TV’s looking for you
Molly, scientics want to test your blood
Molly, there’s a sect that thinks you’re a God
Molly told her sister: «You shouldn’t go
Admiring their self is all they know
Johny Boys are not intrested in you
They make it sure it’s not your neighbourhood
They’d treat you just like
the anti-artists of Hollywood
(They think you’ll suck their blood)
They couldn’t get you’re there for Ludwig Van
The number one