and this is
the part
where you
find out
who you
are.
the fuck you fallin'
in love for?
Something great is about to happen to me:
I’m about to love somebody very much
This one goes out to my closest friends
The ones who make me feel less alien
I do not think I would be here if not for them
See all the nights in shitty bars
Throwing up in taxi cars
Or on our backs under the stars
As we sang, as we sing
What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home
This one goes out to my closest friends
The ones who make me feel less alien
I do not think I would be here if not for them
See all the nights in shitty bars
Throwing up in taxi cars
Or on our backs under the stars
As we sang, as we sing
What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home
The Earthlings crawl from bar to bar
Ignoring shooting stars
And grinding all the gears
The atmosphere here on Mars
Oh lord it's quite bizarre
And will remain this way for years and years and years
Yup
What's another night on Mars?
With friends like ours
Anywhere is home...
she never looked nice.
she looked like art,
and art wasn't
supposed to look nice;
it was supposed
to make you
feel something