Rapture (feat. Cleva Thoughts)

And they're stepping lightly
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJs spinnin' I said, my my
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
François c'est pas, Flash non deux
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out all night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
When there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet

Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Body breathing
Almost comatose

Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture

Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eatin' bars, yeah wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, do punk rock

Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack

Face to face
Sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars
Won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up in space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race

And you hip hop and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars
And eatin' bars, now he only eats guitars
Get up