Mars Is No Fun

Mars Is No Fun

You can't go to the beach
Not enough water
You can't open the window
There's no air outside the bungalow
They didn't mention it on the brochure
Got trapped here when I moved five years ago

Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars

They said: Everything is pure out there
You'll be the first human beings to show the world
There's life outside of Earth
But the greens don't like us
They want us to leave the place
Will you get my postcard before Christmas?

Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars

I want to go back on Earth
And live with you in our social housing
And wander all afternoon
In the shopping mall of Milton Keynes

Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars

You can't really move here
The law of gravity is much, much stronger
It's like a tragedy
You're grounded on the ground
If you kiss, it's forever
And if you do it on a bed–
Do you get the picture?

Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars

Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars
Mars is no fun
Mars, Mars, Mars