Toe to toe, dancing very close
Body breathing, almost comatose
Wall to wall, people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back, sacroiliac
Spineless, fluid mist, and the wild attack
Face to face, sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
Fab 5 Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning, I said, "My, my"
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop, you keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars
Where the people meet face to face
Dance cheek to cheek, one to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars, yeah
Wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all, rapture
Be pure, take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to punk rockWell now you see what you want to be
Just have your party on TV
Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
Now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip hop and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
Cause the man from Mars stopped eating cars and eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
1 To 1 technology
And the digital
No sign of
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