Day Of The Triffids

In the mid-day heat I gave a sigh
Cruisin' through the garden district, I was out of my mind
The Star of India's in my hotel room
In a briefcase combination: 3, 2, 1 (which only I know)
And I've just seen my mentor, Dr. No
"California Sun" is on the radio, let's go

I just wanna reach the radio star
It's a satellite off Venus and it ain't too far

I was shooting up in my hotel room
When the phone started ringing - oh no
It was Dr. No, he gave the password
He said, 'Hey, man, haven't you heard? and I said 'No'
'The world's been invaded by alien life forms
Meet me at the airport, we've got to get out - let's go


streets.
Within two minutes I had all my stuff together.


In five minutes I was at the airport




As arrange Dr. No was waiting for me in the terminal.
We got in his private jet plane and took off, two hours later landing in Zaire,

rest of the gang.
We boarded the rocket and soon we were shooting off for the stars
and as we approached the space station
I looked down and observed the earth,
the US air force being annihilated
and swarms of nuclear weapons soaring through the stratosphere
destroying the earth
and I swear to God I laughed.