Toe to toe dancing very close   Body breathing almost comatose   Wall to wall people hypnotized   And they're stepping lightly   Hang each night in rapture   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   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 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!