EDIT: An Outer Limits Hoe-Down

REVISED: What was I thinking?? Ya can’t have an old-fashioned hoe-down without a caller. After some deliberation, our new Ebonite overlords have consented to do the call.

Download audio (Farmer Ebon insists) 14.9 MB, 07:54, 256 Kbps

English is not their native language, of course, and there are some issues with anatomy. Herewith is a transcription of their words:

There are all kinds of critters
In Farmer Ebon's Fritters!

We're your brand new overlords!
No use to disobey.
We're here to make good use of you.
And WE ARE HERE TO STAY!

You think you can resist us?
We care not what you say.
We'll break out all our torture tools
AND MAKE YOU RUE THE DAY!

Swing your human, do-si-do.
And stomp your feet in time.
Clap your claws together.
Their screaming is sublime.

Their music may be somewhat twee,
But they tell us, "When in Rome ..."
You'll get a feeling for it
And soon feel right at home.

Don't take any crap from them.
Remember who we are.
WE'RE EBONITES! AND WE CLAIM
TO THIS THIRD ROCK FROM THEIR STAR!

We'll take a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
We'll take a helpin' of their livers, too, if you agree.
We'll marinate and tenderize them
All the livelong day.
And serve 'em up with onions
And a tasty chardonnay.

We are your brand new overlords!
Resist us and you'll find
We have no mercy, have no hearts.
With slaves we are not kind.

If you will obey us,
We will let you live, at least.
But screw with us and we will use
Your livers for our feast.

We are your brand new overlords!
We Ebonites are rough.
Think that your plight can get no worse?
You'll see us make it tough.

You'll think back on your freedom.
You'll wonder what went wrong.
You'll look for some deliverance,
But you'll have to look real long!

And when the last of humans
Has vanished from the scene ...

WE'LL PACK OUR CRAP ...
AND ROCKET OFF ...

TO FRESHER PASTURES GREEN!

Here’s an earlier version, minus the commentary:

Download audio. 13.4 MB, 07:08