Rapture
Toe to toe, dancing very closeBody breathing almost comatoseWall to wall people hypnotisedAnd they're stepping lightlyHang each night in rapture
Back to back, sacroiliacSpineless movement and a wild attackFace to face sightless solitudeAnd it's finger poppingTwenty- four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's flyDJ spinning I said "My My"Flash is fast flash is coolFrancois c'est pas flashe non dueAnd you don't stop sure shotGo out to the parking lotAnd you get in your car and drive real farAnd you drive all night and then you see a lightAnd it comes right down and it lands on the groundAnd out comes a man from MarsAnd you try to run but he's got a gunAnd he shoots you dead and he eats your headAnd then you're in the man from MarsYou go out at night eating carsYou eat Cadillacs, Lincolns tooMercurys and SubaruAnd you don't stopYou keep on eating carsThen when there's no more cars you go out at nightAnd eat up bars where the people meetFace to faceDance cheek to cheekOne to oneMan to manDance toe to toeDon't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with carsHe's eating barsYeah wall to wallDoor to doorHall to hallHe's gonna eat 'em allRaptureBe pureTake a tour through the sewerDon't strain your brainPaint a trainYou'll be singing in the rainSaid don't stop to the punk rock
Toe to toe, dancing very closeBody breathing almost comatoseWall to wall people hypnotisedAnd they're stepping lightlyHang each night in rapture
Well now you see what you wanna beJust have your party on TV'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's onAnd now he's gone back up to spaceWhere he won't have the hassle with the human raceAnd you hip hopAnd you don't stopJust blast offSure shotBecause the man from Mars stopped eating carsAnd eating barsAnd now he only eats guitarsGet up! Get up! Get up!
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