Rapture

Toe to toe
 Dancing very close
 Barely breathing
 Almost comatose
 Wall to wall
 People hypnotised
 And they're stepping lightly
 Hang each night in Rapture
 Back to back
 Sacrailiac
 Spineless movement
 And a wild attack
 Face to face
 Sadly solitude
 And it's finger popping
 Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
 Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's fly
 DJ's spinning I said my, my
 Flash is fast, Flash is cool
 Francois sais pas, Flashe no deux
 And you don't stop, sure shot
 Go out to the parking lot
 And you get in your car and you drive real far
 And you drive all night and then you see a light
 And it comes right down and lands on the ground
 And out comes a 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, eatin' cars
 You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
 Mercuries and Subarus
 And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' 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 eatin' 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 singin' in the rain
 I said don't stop, do punk rock
 Well now you see what you wanna be
 Just have your party on TV
 'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when 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
 'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
 And now he only eats guitars, get up!