Aliens
Plays
Lyrics
What if when you go to heaven There's like lots of aliens And like they're all talking About like how their religion was right And those aliens are like Kinda sexy wait might I be an alien to them? If we all go to heaven What then yeah, what then Oh oh, yeah, what then? If dogs go to heaven Then why can't Alf?
Heaven as alien convention: everyone's religion was right, they might be sexy, you might be the alien: and if dogs go, why can't Alf?
ISRC QZTB22361895 (soundexchange)
Track five on MÖB, a theology bit under two minutes, spoken-sung like a shower thought that won’t leave. The DistroKid credit pane lists music and lyrics as Luke Francis Walton, BMI 00579587572. Producer, mixing, recording, drums, bass, guitar, synthesizer, and singing are billed as Scoobert Doobert. Riley Knapp mastered it. What if heaven is full of aliens all arguing their religion was the correct one, and they’re kinda sexy, and wait, might I be an alien to them? The chorus raises the stakes without settling them (if we all go to heaven, what then?) before the Alf punchline turns 80s sitcom into eschatology: if dogs go to heaven, then why can’t Alf?
It sits after DMV on an album that keeps cycling anxiety, memory, and silly observation. Not a koan with an answer, a question with a joke attached.
DistroKid credit pane: Music and lyrics, Luke Francis Walton (BMI 00579587572). Producer, mixing engineer, recording engineer, drums, bass, guitar, synthesizer, and singing and vocals billed as Scoobert Doobert. Mastering engineer, Riley Knapp. Album art by Grizzard Graphics is the existing cover credit; this pane does not list graphic design.