Science Fiction

She's not so strange, but we have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
High-school baby wanna guy that's mean on the way down low
I'm a killer on the silver screen, gonna shoot fo' show
My mother and my father used to give me this crap
I ain't no sap (Punk)
That's where it's at

You know, sometimes, I really think of you and me
And I want something new with you
Imagination will run wild
Come with me, my child

She's not so strange, but we have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
She's not so strange, but we have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime