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The Pukka Orchestra - Might as Well Be on Mars lyrics
Sunday morning with the New York Times The sun is shining in my penthouse suite My lady love is laying down some lines They reach from Culver Beach to Easy Street Before the mirror you apply your cream Cosmetic secret of eternal youth There's something the matter, no, it's just a bad dream I know you'd leave me if you knew the truth. I might as well be on Mars I might as well be on Mars Only the stars mean anything to you I might as well be on Mars I might as well be on Mars I'm already that far away from you. We lead such a sweet existence But I'm reaching out to you in vain You're disappearing in the distance Of this alien terrain. Of this alien terrain. Sunday morning with the New York Times The sun is shining in my penthouse suite My lady loving down some lines Miami Beach to Easy Street Monday night, another day goes by Your voice keeps telling me that life is sweet You watch your star flash into the sky And fall to earth again on Easy Street. I might as well be on Mars I might as well be on Mars Only the stars mean anything to you I might as well be on Mars I might as well be on Mars I'm already that far away from you. I'm already that far away from you. I'm already that far away from you. I'm already that far away I'm already that far away from you. I'm already that far away from you. I might as well be on Mars |
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