I said, "Don't stop, do punk rock"
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
Back to back, sacroiliac
'Cause the man from Mars
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Wall to wall, tea time technology
Wall to wall, people hypnotized
Francois sais pas, flashe' no do
And it's finger popping
Now he's gone back up to space
You go out at night and eat up bars
Toe to toe, dancing very close
And they're stepping lightly
Barely breathing, almost comatose
Stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
Take a tour through the sewer
Where the TV's on
Get up!
And you get in your car and drive real far
Well, now you see what you wanna be
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
You go out at night eatin' cars
And now he only eats guitars
He's gonna eat 'em all
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And you hip-hop and you don't stop
Hang each night in rapture
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Face to face, sadly solitude
Where the people meet
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And out comes a man from Mars
Man to man, body muscular
Just have your party on TV
One to one, man to man
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's fly
Just blast off, sure shot
Then when there's no more cars
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
Seismic decibel by the jugular
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
And you don't stop, sure shot
Rapture, be pure
And a digital ladder, no sign of bad luck in rapture
Go out to the parking lot
You'll be singin' in the rain
Publisher: CHRYSALIS MUSIC
Mercurys and Subarus
Flash is fast, flash is cool
Songwriters: Deborah Harry, Christopher Stein
He's eatin' bars, yeah, wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And then you're in the man from Mars