[Intro – distorted retro sci-fi announcer] Attention, Earthlings! An unidentified object has entered the atmosphere. It has no weapons. It would, however, like to give you a hug. [Verse 1] Silver saucer at the cocktail bar No death ray, no laser, no shooting star They shake your hand, then they won’t let go Six sticky fingers and a long “Hello!” They lean in left, they lean in right Breathing on your breakfast day and night They tap your tattoo, they tug your sleeve Tell you their life before you can leave [Pre-Chorus] No phaser flash, no poison air Just hot breath in my atmosphere [Chorus] PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! You come in peace? Don’t come this close! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! Save the planet, save your face Get outta my personal space! [Verse 2] They hug when they enter, hug when they leave Hug while you’re trying to roll up your sleeve Stand in the doorway, sit on your coat Stroke your shoulder while clearing their throat “I’m a hugger” is their legal defence Then they orbit at intimate distance Talking traffic, temperature too While a moist little tentacle keeps touching your shoe [Pre-Chorus] No cosmic plague, no Martian flu Just tap-tap-tapping all over you [Chorus] PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! You come in peace? Don’t come this close! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! Save the planet, save your face Get outta my personal space! [Spoken Bridge] Captain’s log, day four. They have breached the kitchen. They touched my lower back while crossing an entirely empty room. They keep asking if I’m “always this quiet.” I have activated the emergency headphones. Repeat: Headphones are not a force field! [Final Chorus] PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Keep your claws inside the craft! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Back it up! Back it up! One small step for alien kind One giant leap away from mine! PERSONAL! SPACE! INVADERS! Save the planet, save your face Get outta my— Get outta my— GET OUTTA MY PERSONAL SPACE! [Outro ] The invasion has been contained. For now. Please avoid eye contact.
