Aliens Exist (Live)

[Verse 1: Tom DeLonge]

Hey mom, there's something in the backroom

Hope it's not the creatures from above

You used to read me stories as if my dreams were boring

We all know conspiracies are dumb

[Verse 2: Tom DeLonge]

What if people knew that these were real?

I'll leave my closet door open all night

I know the CIA would say what you hear is all hearsay

Wish someone would tell me what was right

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge]

Up all night long

And there's something very wrong

And I know it must be late

Been gone since yesterday

I'm not like you guys

I'm not like you

[Verse 3: Tom DeLonge]

I am still a skeptic, yes, you know me

Been best friends and will be 'til we die

I got an injection of love from the erection

My best friend thinks I'm just humping guys, alright

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge]

Up all night long

And there's something very wrong

And I know it must be late

Been gone since yesterday

I'm not like you guys

I'm not like you

[Bridge: Tom DeLonge]

Dark and scary, ordinary

Explanation, information

Nice to know ya, paranoia

Where's my mother? Bio-father?

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge]

Up all night long

And there's something very wrong

And I know it must be late

Been gone since yesterday

I'm not like you guys

Twelve majestic lies

[Outro: Mark Hoppus]

Tom has sex with guys

[Speech]

Tom: Hey, Mark. Who here thinks that I look very similar to Tom Cruise? Thank you, I think so too

Mark: Yeah, like, like Tom Cruise in that movie Born on the Fourth of July? That one? Where he's handicapped and retarded and stupid and nobody likes him and he just shits all over himself because he's a fucking asshole. Hey!

Tom: That was mean

Mark: That's right

Tom: Never attack somebody that shits on himself. You guys think it's weird to shit your pants when you're sleeping? Not that I do it, but I did it last night and I haven't taken a shower since and I'm wondering if that's what smells

Mark: Ha, ha. Ooh, poopie, poopie-ca-ca

Mark: Hey, I wrote this next song, wanna hear it?

Tom: You don't have a choice

Mark: It goes like this