Toe to toe
Dancing very slow
Barely breathing

Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized

And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture


Back to back
Sacrailiac
Spinless movement

And a wild attack

Face to face

Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture


Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind

Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot

Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you 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, eatin' cars

You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' 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 to slow, 'cause the man from Mars

Is through with cars, he's eatin' 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 singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, do punk rock


Man to man, body muscular
Sismic decibel by the jugular
Wall to wall, tea time technology and a digital ladder

No sign of bad luck in rapture

Well now you see what you wanna be

Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And 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 eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!