Everybody wants to know: Is there life on Mars? David Bowie wondered once, Now he's lost in the stars. Everybody likes to dream Of worlds so far away, While we're lining up alibis And planning our escape. But… Houston, we have a problem! I'm coming apart at the seams. Everyone seems to be laughing, But I can't hear myself scream! Houston, I can't believe it, I'm floating around here in space. I'm a latter-day rocket man Who's lost his poker face. And I look down on the world below, A million miles away. The closer I get to heaven's gate, The less I seem to pray. Everybody's laying low While the time flies past. David Bowie sold the world, Now he’s resting in peace. Everybody needs a dream To keep our lives fulfilled, While we're lining up alibis And heading for the hills. And it's a crazy old world, This world that we live in. We all want fame and gold, And we're fighting for glory And storybook endings. I look down on the world below, A million miles away. The less I seem to pray.
