Life On Mars
It's a god-awful small affairTo the girl with the mousy hairBut her mummy is yelling "No"And her daddy has told her to goBut her friend is nowhere to be seenNow she walks through her sunken dreamTo the seat with the clearest viewAnd she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening boreFor she's lived it ten times or moreShe could spit in the eyes of foolsAs they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dancehallOh man, look at those cavemen goIt's the freakiest showIs there life on Mars?
It's on America's tortured browThat Mickey Mouse has grown up a cowNow the workers have struck for fame'Cause Lennon's on sale againSee the mice in their million hordesFrom Ibiza to the Norfolk BroadsRule Britannia is out of boundsTo my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore'Cause I wrote it ten times or moreIt's about to be writ againAs I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dancehallOh man, look at those cavemen goIt's the freakiest showSo take a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guyOh man, wonder if he'll ever knowHe's in the best selling showIs there life on Mars?
Danger, dangerSpace contactI love youI love you
So take a look at the sailorsFighting in the dancehallOh man, look at those cavemen goIt's the freakiest showSo take a look at the lawmanBeating up the wrong guyOh man, wonder if he'll ever knowHe's in the best selling showIs there life on Mars?