Back From Mars (S. Rasted, C. Norreen)

Hey you, come with me
To a world of billionaires
See me, I'm da bomb
Drinking champagne down at Pierre's

All the people that I'm meeting
Are so friendly and perceived
When they smile
Some are talking
'Bout their feelings
And the stocks that they are dealing
So they cry
Don't wanna say bye

I am coming back from Mars
Where they're driving fancy cars
And the King, he is okay
He is coming home today

I am coming back from Mars
Where they'd rather chic cigars
And Elvis has said
That I could be just like they are

Meet the stars
They're from Mars

Baby, it's glamour
Throwing bills up in the air
Back off, I'm too hot
Eat the oyster if you dare

Saying "Hi!" to Mister Shoe Shine
Passes by a Missus Diva
Stop and stare
This is awesome
Just fantastic
I will live my life in plastic
Check the hair
And see what I wear

I am coming back from Mars
Where they're driving fancy cars
And the King, he is okay
He is coming home today

I am coming back from Mars
Where they'd rather chic cigars
And Elvis has said
That I could be just like they are

Meet the stars
They're from Mars

We are porno stars
Sucking big cigars
We are the pop stars
Cannot play guitars

I am coming back from Mars
Where they're driving fancy cars
And the King, he is okay
He is coming home today

I am coming back from Mars
Where they'd rather chic cigars
And Elvis has said
That I could be just like they are

Meet the stars
We are porno stars
Sucking big cigars
They're from Mars
We are the pop stars
Cannot play guitars