Life on Mars?

(With my sincere apologies to David Bowie)

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It’s a God-awful big affair

For the girl in the leader’s chair

For the money is yelling no

But her instinct has told her to go

But no friend is nowhere to be seen

Now she walks through her sunken dream

To the deal that’s just making do

And she’s booked by a guillotine

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But the deal is a saddening bore

For she’s sold it ten times or more

She could spit in the eyes of rules

As we ask her to focus on

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Leavers fighting in the dance hall

Oh man, look at those cavemen go

It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the deal man

Cheating us a good buy

Oh man, wonder if we'll ever know

Is this the best selling show?

Is there life on Mars?

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It’s on our Leaver’s much tortured brow

This Quickie Deal has grown up a cow

Now the workers are stuck for gain

‘Cause their rights are on sale again,

Seek advice from the House of Lords?

From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads?

Rule Britannia is out of bounds

To my mother, my dog, and clowns

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But this deal is a saddening bore

For we’ve heard it ten times or more

It just needs to be writ again

As I ask you to focus on

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Leavers fighting in the dance hall

Oh man, look at those cavemen go

It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the deal man

Cheating us a goodbye

Oh man, wonder if we'll ever know

Is this the best selling show?

Is there life on Mars? 

©Keith Murphy