**The Alien in the Apron** [Spoken Intro] Dinner is served. The floor is polished. The silver is screaming. And nobody has noticed the maid is receiving signals from the moon. [Verse 1] I tied the little bow I wore the little smile I learned to walk politely down the haunted little aisle I dusted every portrait of the men who called it home But the walls were only cardboard and my blood was made of chrome [Pre-Chorus] They said, “Be useful, darling” They said, “Know your place” But I had constellations hidden underneath the lace [Chorus] Apron on, antenna up Smile like a loaded gun I can serve you cake, my love and still know when to run Apron on, antenna up Stars beneath my skin I was never from your castle I was only passing in I was never the domestic I was never yours to keep I was the alien in the apron with the exit in my sleeve [Verse 2] He had the velvet thunder He had everybody’s eyes He made hunger look like freedom He made cruelty look like style And I, in the corner with a feather-duster heart learned the difference between magic and a man who needs a part He wanted all the glitter He wanted all the room He wanted every body orbiting his doom But I kept one eye on heaven kept one hand upon the door kept a little silver secret underneath the kitchen floor [Pre-Chorus 2] I loved the theatre, darling I loved the velvet too But I am taking back the sparkle and I’m leaving him the room [Chorus] Apron on, antenna up Smile like a loaded gun I can serve you cake, my love and still know when to run Apron on, antenna up Stars beneath my skin I was never from your castle I was only passing in I was never the domestic I was never yours to keep I was the alien in the apron with the exit in my sleeve [Bridge / Spoken Launch Sequence] Home Planet Protocol activated. Domestic disguise integrity: failing. Servitude script: corrupted. Good girl function: deleted. Castle loyalty expired. Sovereignty levels rising. Apron integrity: symbolic. Exit code: recovered. Darling… I am not cleaning this up. [Musical Break / Chant] The castle was a set, babe The thunder was a track The monster kept the spotlight but the maid is taking it back The castle was a set, babe The moon was always mine I was never background scenery I was waiting for my line [Final Chorus] Apron on, antenna up Smile like a loaded gun I can serve you cake, my love and still know when to run Apron on, antenna up Launch me through the roof I have worn the human costume I have told the human truth I was never the domestic I was never yours to own I was the alien in the apron and I’m laughing all the way home [Outro / Laughing, triumphant] The domestic is not cleaning The alien is going home The domestic is not cleaning The alien is going home Oh, look — after all that dusting, darling… the whole house had wings.
