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