Area 51: An AlphabeticalI know of a place where mystery abounds.
Just a small place where aliens are found.
Killing intruders is what the guards can do.
Lives are spared, though, when people come through.
Many people know of the tales.
Not everyone believes them; those people fail.
Only a few people are allowed inside;
People who have something to hide.
Quickly they cover their actions there,
Readily hiding the evidence with care.
Secrets are hidden behind that fence;
This makes the whole atmosphere tense.
Under secrecy, tests are performed,
Veils of excuses covering more and more.
When they will confess, nobody knows.
X marks the day when the info will flow.
Yes, there are aliens at this small base,
Zandril is the language of the alien race.
All who know this cannot tell,
But those who do will be put through hell.
Classified is this information;
Damn, I'm in trouble with the nation!
Everyone in the country is looking for me.
Fuck, I wish they'd leave me be.
"Great", I say, "I've been found out!"
Hell, my las