Lyrics

Sitting in a café on the moon, I lost my spoon
As I watched the Earth rise through purple pin-striped skies
I wondered what to do, there was a Martian in my soup

Um…excuse me, waiter?

He captured me and took apart my mind to see what he could find
Put me in a computer and locked me in a loop
Why didn’t I notice there was a Martian in my soup?

I should’ve had a salad.

I escaped and made it to my ship. What a trip.
Flew into a wormhole and I thought that I’d come through
I never suspected another Martian in my soup

Oh, not again.