Marcianos Invadem a Terra

Say goodbye and cross the street
We fly high after two
But the beers ran out and the cigarettes too
Beware of the thing thinging around
The thing always things and also things around here
Kidnaps your rescue, poisons your attention
It's a verb and noun/adjective and swear

And the radio guy doesn't want to shut up
And wants my money and my opinions
Well, if you want to have fun
Invent your own songs

Is there life on Mars?
Hotel windows
Empty garages
Borders
Grenades
Sheets
And there are many formats
That only have varnish and no invention
And everything they always fight against
Is exactly what they are

Martians invade Earth
Inflating my ego with air
And when I think I'm almost there
I have to turn one more corner

And even if I have my freedom
I don't have that much time
And even if I have my freedom:
Is there life on Mars?