So you think you're a star - like the one in the sky
Won't get you too far - not too far not too high
Maybe the Moon or Mars - maybe, maybe
But Mars ain't that far - not when you consider everything else
Growing thoughts in your skin - growing thoughts in your skin
Growing thoughts let them in, let them in, let them
Here we are - on our way to Mars
On our way to Mars
In a silvery craft - shaped like a missile
Paid for by tax - me, myself and I
Six month delay - what the hell they waitin' for
On the live telecast make me ask, make me ask - should we ask?
Why does it take so long?
I mean when we had the Apollo Moon missions we saw live footage of the astronauts as they stood there. Everyone on earth saw that. but on the Mars mission everything is hidden because of the things they have seen on the surface of Mars. Why does this all have to be so top secret do they think we are ignoramus brains?
Why does the secret cult - well you know their names
Handle the business - they've got all the money
Who checks on them - who checks their checks?
I think it should be the people - me, myself and I
Throwing rocks in the rain
Hurting rocks fear the pain, fear the pain, fear the pain