Back To Mars

You packed up your things
You're leaving today
There'll be no diamond rings
Or good things to say
You tried to pretend
You were planning to stay
You tried 'til the end
Now, you're going away

I wouldn't try
To even explain
Some things just don't
Work out our way
And we built factories
To finance our wars

We cut down the trees
And we fuel-fed our cars
We had to all have our way
We never noticed the scars
But it will all be okay
When we finally get back
When we get back to Mars

I wouldn't try
To even explain
Some things just don't
Work out our way
And we built factories
To finance our wars

We cut down the trees
And we fuel-fed our cars
We had to all have our way
We never noticed the scars
But it will all be okay
When we finally get back
When we get back to Mars

When we get back to Mars
When we finally get back
When we get back to Mars



Credits
Writer(s): Guy Roberts
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