Rocket to Mars
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey!
Baby I did it all for you
I built it all from my yacht
While my money made me more money
Baby I did it all for you
So we can live up in the stars
When the Earth is aflame one day
Babe, I did it all for you, oh well
Babe, I'll get you everything your heart ever sought
I'll buy you the White House if that's what you want
I can do it, there's nothing that money can't buy
Except for what takes blood
But either way, honey, I'll provide
We can take all we wanna and we don't have to care
If we blow up the world, we can go somewhere
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey!
Babe, I did it all for you, oh well
We'll wake up in Monaco
And stop for lunch in Singapore
We'll party in my Bangkok penthouse
Then head to California for more
Then vamanos to Punta del Este
Where we don't have to get of the boat, no no
And by the nightfall we'll hit the Cape Town coast
With all of our emissions trailing us like a ghost
We gonna run from the storm
While another's kickin' up in our wake
Baby, that's right
We gonna drain this fuckin' planet
Throw a soiree till the Earth runs dry
Pass the caviar
We'll play a little game of pretend
We'll build 'em some cars that run clean
Who cares if it's too late?
'Cause I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey
Babe, I did it all for you
Have you ever been serenaded
In the gleam of an emerald mine?
No I ain't gonna sing to you, babe
But I could pay a guy
Get in my limo
Don't look out the window
At the manic dramatic anti-capitalists
Aiming that guillotine blade at our throats
I got the feds in my pocket
But my rocket to Mars won't fly
And baby they're bangin' down the door
They'll put my head on a pike
And make my bod' into a puppet on a string
Down without a fight
I don't know where I'm gonna run no more
I guess you gotta find your own way
Ooh, I didn't think this through
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey
Babe, I did it all for you
(He's got the feds in his pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey)
Ooh, my baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, come on
Oh yeah! Hey hey!
How could this happen to me?
What'd I ever do to deserve it?
No no! No no!
I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't
I did not do nothin' wrong!
I'm the best! I'm a hero!
And I did it all for you!
Oh shit! They're coming!
Fuck!
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey!
Baby I did it all for you
I built it all from my yacht
While my money made me more money
Baby I did it all for you
So we can live up in the stars
When the Earth is aflame one day
Babe, I did it all for you, oh well
Babe, I'll get you everything your heart ever sought
I'll buy you the White House if that's what you want
I can do it, there's nothing that money can't buy
Except for what takes blood
But either way, honey, I'll provide
We can take all we wanna and we don't have to care
If we blow up the world, we can go somewhere
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey!
Babe, I did it all for you, oh well
We'll wake up in Monaco
And stop for lunch in Singapore
We'll party in my Bangkok penthouse
Then head to California for more
Then vamanos to Punta del Este
Where we don't have to get of the boat, no no
And by the nightfall we'll hit the Cape Town coast
With all of our emissions trailing us like a ghost
We gonna run from the storm
While another's kickin' up in our wake
Baby, that's right
We gonna drain this fuckin' planet
Throw a soiree till the Earth runs dry
Pass the caviar
We'll play a little game of pretend
We'll build 'em some cars that run clean
Who cares if it's too late?
'Cause I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey
Babe, I did it all for you
Have you ever been serenaded
In the gleam of an emerald mine?
No I ain't gonna sing to you, babe
But I could pay a guy
Get in my limo
Don't look out the window
At the manic dramatic anti-capitalists
Aiming that guillotine blade at our throats
I got the feds in my pocket
But my rocket to Mars won't fly
And baby they're bangin' down the door
They'll put my head on a pike
And make my bod' into a puppet on a string
Down without a fight
I don't know where I'm gonna run no more
I guess you gotta find your own way
Ooh, I didn't think this through
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey
Babe, I did it all for you
(He's got the feds in his pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey)
Ooh, my baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, my baby
My baby, my baby, come on
Oh yeah! Hey hey!
How could this happen to me?
What'd I ever do to deserve it?
No no! No no!
I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't
I did not do nothin' wrong!
I'm the best! I'm a hero!
And I did it all for you!
Oh shit! They're coming!
Fuck!
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Writer(s): Joe Bove, Jon Greco, Skylar Stravinsky, Zac Xeper, Zeke Xander
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