Mars Is No Fun - Camille

You can’t go to the beach

Not enough water

You can’t open the window

There’s no air outside the bungalow

They didn’t mention it

On the brochure

Got trapped here when I moved

Five years ago

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

They said «Everything is pure out there

You’ll be the first

Human beings to show the world

There' s life outside of Earth»

But the Greens don’t like us

They want us to leave the place

Will you get my postcard

Before Christmas?

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

I want to go back on Earth

And live with you

In our social housing

And wander all afternoon

In the shopping mall

Of Milton Keynes

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

You can’t really move here

The law of gravity

Is much much stronger

It’s like a tragedy

You’re grounded on the ground

If you kiss, it’s forever

And if you do it on a bed… do you get the picture?

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars is no fun, mars, mars

Mars