[Verse] Out on Mars, where the sandstorms blow, The wild west ain't got nothin' on this red show. Rough and wild, lawless it seems, Livin' in a wild colony of distant dreams. [Verse 2] Rusty shacks and red-dust trails, Where outlaws and rogues spin their tales. Ain't no sheriff to keep the peace, Trouble's hotter than a Martian noon release. [Chorus] Swingin' under the martian skies, With jazz and swing and sly wry eyes, Life on Mars, it's a rhythmic spree, Ain't no lawman gonna bother me. [Verse 3] In the saloon with the whiskey poured, Dancin' to a sax-powered chord. Feathers and flappers, swingin' high, Under that strange and rusty sky. [Bridge] Meteor hits and craters wide, This here land ain't for the shy. With a jazz beat that never dies, In this Martian swing, we thrive and fly. [Verse 4] Bandits roam with their laser guns, Chasin' that elusive Martian sun. But in the swing of a trumpet's call, You forget the danger, you feel ten feet tall.
