3 acessos
Possession of the mind is a terrible thing,
It's a transformation with an urge to kill.
Not the body of a man from Earth,
Not the face of the one you love, 'cause
Well, I turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
I can't even recall my name
Woah, oh, oh!
Times I never hardly sleep at night,
Woah, oh, oh!
Well, I turned into a Martian today
I walk down city streets
On an unsuspecting human world
Inhuman in your midst
This world is mine to own, 'cause
Well, I turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
I can't even recall my name
Woah, oh, oh!
Times I never hardly sleep at night,
Woah, oh, oh!
Well, I turned into a Martian today
Well, I turned into a Martian