Happy Halloween (11-03-04)

Advance Appology to the Human Race

Our little village tucked deep away
today has caught the eye
of some old friends I never knew
Traveling through the sky

There be not much to offer you
upon your arrival here
A score of crackers getting stale
or prehaps you'd like a beer?

I appologise for the way
you met our welcome crew
it's hard to say it was the hand of peace
extended, that shot at you

I know it's hard to comprehend
the use of blatant might
harder still, the reason why
your color just wasn't right

I have one wish to ask
of the journey you embark
do not spare a single soul
Burn all of Tinley Park.