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