| Em | |
| Toe to toe dancing very close |
| Body breathing almost comatose |
| Wall to wall people hypnotized |
| F | A | G/C | B/Em | |
| And they | 're stepping | lightly |
| F | A | C | G | Em | |
| Hang eac | h nigh | t in | ra | pture |
| Back to back sacroiliac |
| Spineless movement and a wild attack |
| Face to face sightless solitude |
| And it's finger popping |
| Twenty four hour shopping in rapture |
| Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly |
| DJ spinning I said "My My" |
| Flash is fast flash is cool |
| Francois c'est pas flashe non due |
| And you don't stop sure shot |
| Go out to the parking lot |
| And you get in your car |
| and drive real far |
| And you drive all night |
| and then you see a light |
| And it comes right down |
| and it lands on the ground |
| And out comes the 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 eating cars |
| You eat Cadillacs Lincolns too |
| Mercurys and Subaru |
| And you don't stop |
| You keep on eating 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 too slow |
| 'cause the man from Mars |
| is through with cars |
| He's eating 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 singing in the rain |
| Said don't stop to the punk rock |
| 13 bar sax solo every one still stays in EM |
| back to back, body muscular spinless movement, |
| bite the jugular one to one technology |
| And a ardour, no sign of saviour 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 |
| where 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 |
| Because the man from Mars |
| stopped eating cars |
| And eating bars |
| And now he only eats guitars |
| Get up!(after 1 bar then) |
| finish |
| A | C | D | E | A | C | D | G | A | C | D | F | A | C | D | G | |
| Em and fade |