Rg - Life on Mars Lyrics

It's a god-awful small affair
To the boy with the messy hair
But his mummy is yelling, ""No!""
And his daddy has told him to go
But his friend is nowhere to be seen
Now he walks through his sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And he's hooked to the silver screen

But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I've wrote it ten times or more
Well it's about to writ again
As I ask them to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best-selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I've lived it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask 'em to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best-selling show
Is there life on Mars?"