Текст песни Summer Out - Марс

Verse:
It's red in the sky
And quite lovely
They began to call him Mars.
There are films about him
Books and cartoons
I wish I could be there.

Chorus:
And to the roar of a rocket
I'll fly off this planet
To play golf on Mars
They'll say you a moron
There are no holes there.
I don't give a damn about that!

Verse:
Let it fly far
It won't be easy
And you have to leave everything on Earth.
There the weather is not very good
And cold nights.
Only this is all generated by me!

Chorus

Verse:
Let them shout to me - stop
I'll be at you, I'll look down
I will not stay on earth
I will not part with this thought