Texty: Grinderman. Honey Bee (Let's Fly To Mars).

One, two, three, four

Mad Mullahs and dirty bombs
Alert the coastal command
Ack-ack positions, everyone
She's my honey bee and here she comes

Cancer, rabies, SARS
Hairy beards and hurtling stars
Won't somebody touch me?
Won't somebody touch me?

Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars

There's a kid laying on the lawn
The neighbors on the telephone
The dispatcher asks, ?What's going on?
Please, sir, what's going on??

The kid is laying on the lawn
He's been giving me shit for years
He rides his bike across my lawn
Now he's laying on the lawn

Won't somebody touch me?

Won't someone please touch me?

Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars

Scud missiles, Asian flu
The easily offended
We are the undefended
We are the undefended

Won't somebody touch us?
There's a virus come to town
Won't somebody give me a kiss?
He's giving me shit for years

Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars
Honey bee, let's fly to Mars

Honey bee, honey bee
Honey bee, honey bee