Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sid Dorey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sid Dorey
Composer
Nell Maynard
Composer
Reed Jacob Berin
Composer
Ryan Otto Cassata
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reed Jacob Berin
Producer
Lyrics
I won’t be a father, never a mother
Nobody’s sister, nobody’s brother
The only box that I check is “other”
I think I must be from another planet
And on my birthday my ship crash landed
And every moment since I’ve had to discover
How this species works
Here on earth
And why everybody’s gotta be a him or her
But I’m just not
And that’s a lot
For humans who were born saying ma’am and sir
It’s hard to keep my green eyes starry
Living here feels like an alien party
Middle of summer, we’re at the lake
A little self-conscious in different ways
‘Cause you’ve got stretch marks and I’m treated like the plague
Beach full of strangers who don’t understand
Whispering why can’t you just be a man?
You’re wearing boxers and a snapback anyway
Don’t know
How this species works
Here on earth
And why everybody’s gotta be a him or her
But I’m just not
And that’s a lot
For humans who were born saying ma’am and sir
It’s hard to keep my green eyes starry
Living here feels like an alien party
Where are all the aliens like me?
Where are all the
Missing spaceships crashed into the sea?
Where are all the
Where are all the others wondering
How this species works
Here on earth
And why everybody’s gotta be a him or her
But we’re just not
And that’s a lot
For humans who were born saying ma’am and sir
It’s hard to keep my green eyes starry
Living here feels like an alien party
Written by: Nell Maynard, Reed Jacob Berin, Ryan Otto Cassata, Sid Dorey