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Well talk about the other side
Oh, it's not so pretty
Release a modest sigh
You always took it out on me
Let me persuade you now
This could be the time
To look up our alien friends
This would be the perfect time
And than you would be the only man
Who walked on mars, on mars, on mars
You'll have craters and real life space invaders
on your mind, on your mind
If all this stuf is not enough
Just not enough to give this up
I'll be a volunteer
Make me make me make me come along
I'm ready, I'll sign up for a holiday on mars
We'll have craters and real life space invaders
on our minds
Well this could be an alibi
you need sleep and I can fly
I could even change a fuse
and it makes me happy to be used
You've got visions, I've got mine
We'll have a real good time
Never took it out on you
Take me take me take me there with you
I'm ready, I'll sign up for a holiday
on mars on mars, on mars
We'll have craters and real life space invaders
on our minds
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