Alrighty then,
Picture this if you will:

[10:00 to 2:00AM, and actually eating up an entire box of krispy kremes and my need-to-know potion, I was just outside area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thing, when a flaming stealth banana split the sky wide open. I never expected to see it in a place like this. I do believe I spilled a diamond sundae or something wet on my birkenstocks or something, holy f**king sh*t.]

Holy f**king sh*t.
Holy f**king sh*t.
Holy f**king sh*t.
Holy f**king sh*t.

[Then the x-files being who was in some kind of blue-green jetship with Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked and he went abananadabanana so when I opened up my bug eyes, my gaping jaw and my sweaty lower and upper lip, and all I could think was, I hope that my partner here doesn't notice that I pissed my f**king pants.]

So alive in his way, like an apparition he had me crying out:
f**k me.
It's gotta be.
Deadhead.
Chemistry.
The blotter got right on top of me.
It's got me seeing E motherf**king T.

And after calming me down with some orange slices and some [needle/fetal] spooning the ET revealed to me his singular purpose he said:
"You are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who should choose to hear it and a warning for those who do not."

Me, the chosen one.
They chose me, and I didn't even graduate from f**king high school.

You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better listen.

Then he looked right through me.
With somniferous almond eyes.
Don't even know what that means.
Must remember to write it down.
This is so real.
Like the time they floated away.
See, my heart is burning.
Cause this sh*t never happens to me.

I can't breathe right now.

It was so real,
Like I woke up in wonderland.
It was a bit terrifying.
I don't want to be all alone,
When I tell the story.
And can anyone tell me why?
It was a repeat experience?
Will I ever be coming down.
This is so real.
Finally it's my lucky day.
See, my heart is racing.
This sh*t never happens to me.

I can't breathe right now.

You believe me don't you?
Please believe what I just said.
See they're telling [?],
And this wasn't all in my head.
See they took me by the hand.
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something.
I don't even know where to begin.

Strapped down on my bed.
Feet cold and eyes red.
I'm out my head.
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said.
God damn, I sh*t the bed.

High... High... High... high...

Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be, the one.
Born to bear and write you all the details of our ending.
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen.
sh*t the bed again... typical.

Strapped down on my bed.
Feet cold and eyes red.
I'm out of my head.
Am my alive? Am my dead?
Sunkist and sudafed.
Gyroscopes and infrared.
Won't help the braindead.
Can't remember what they said.
God damn, I sh*t the bed.

I can't remember what they said, to me.
Can’t remember what they said to make me out to be a hero.

I can't remember what they said.

God help me.

I can’t remember what they said.

Don't know, won't know, don't know, won't know, don't know, won't know.....
God damn, I sh*t the bed