E.t.

E.t.
KANYE
I got on silver pants I'm in a Spaceship
I'm not a Sissy, but I'm feelin' kinda Spacek
I'm the greatest, unafraidest, I got braces, I'm about to throw uuuuuup
cause I ate at Space Pizza Hut
Had to move to outer space the only place my head can fit
Gonna find a borg chick and go to space bed with it
Knocked up a Neptunian created a new race
Dated a Plutonian, but only got to 5th base

KATY
Kanye why are you here?
I don't like this version
You're not on the album
KANYE
Katy uh let me be clear uh
Every single pop hit
Needs a rapper on it
KATY
This song's about Russell B.
It's got nothing to do with
Doin' it with blue chicks.
RUSSEL BRAND
Katy it's okay with me
I'm actually quite enjoying this
KATY
I tried to write a smart song
With deep symbolism
They've got me made up
Like a space slut who dances for Jabba the Hutt
Sell me s s sell me
Bury all my talent
With robotic sounds and
Auto t t tuning
Package me to death
And don't forget my chest
More, product placemiiient
We've got to pay the rent
Mix Wall-E with T and A
Now, here's more from Kanyeee
KANYE
Come take a ride on my rocket
Give you a grand tour of my cockpit
Why does it burn every time I go space pee
I musta caught a case of E.T.V.D.
Them green whores gave me iridescent sores
Why did I boldly go where so many had gone before?
Too many seventeensomes with romulans
Next time I'll have to pack a stack of plasma condioms

KATY
Pop life is no longer fun
I'm flyin' to the sun
RUSSEL
But who will raise the benjamins
I can't afford this mansion