Rapture

[Verse 1] 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 [Verse 2] Back to back, sacroiliac Spineless movements and a wild attack Face to face, sadly solitude And it's finger pop It's 24-hour shopping in Rapture [Verse 3] Fab Five Freddie told me everybody fly DJ's spinning I said my oh my Flash is fast, Flash is cool Francois sais pas, Flashe no deux And you don't stop, sure shot You go out to the parking lot And you get in your car and you drive real far And you drive all night, 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 Then you're in the man from Mars And 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 you 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, just paint a train And you'll be singin' in the rain I said, don't stop, do the punk rock Don't stop, do the punk rock Don't stop, do the punk rock Don't stop, do the 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, uh, 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 he only eats guitars, get up And he only eats guitars, get up And he only eats guitars, get up