lyrics to plan "b": the mars song
We'll follow you to Mars
Or wherever you people go...
We rats are right there down below.
We’ve travelled near and far,
With swamis, geisha, thugs and czars
In planes and boats and submarines,
We’ve sailed from Liverpool to Queens.
We’re even in Qatar, or wherever you people go...
We all adore François Truffaut.
And embrace a new utopia:
Butterflies and puppy dogs
Summer evenings, crispy frogs
Imagine if you will a world
Where women, rats
And men and children
Live in peace and harmony,
We’re even holding hands.
We’re dancing through the streets
And singing cabaret songs, ooh la la la
Join with us we’ll make a Human/ratty wonderland.
We’ll help you tie your shoes
When you don’t feel like bending over
And perhaps you’ll take that trap
From out behind the pantry door
We’ll say “Bonjour” and “How’s the family”
When we pass each other on the street
And just like that we won’t be strangers anymore.
So here we go to Mars
With our stories intertwined
And although once you tried to kill us
Now we know that you won’t mind
We’ll journey through the stars
And whatever else may be...
We all hate that lousy flea...
That lousy flea...