Uncle Sam's on Mars - Hawkwind

Shoals of dead fish float on the lakes

But Uncle Sam’s on Mars

And science is making the same mistakes

But Uncle Sam’s on Mars

And no one down here knows how to work the brakes

But Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, he’s on Mars

Layers of smoke in the atmosphere

Have made the earth too hot to bear

The Earth might be a desert soon

America has left the Moon

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, he’s on Mars

He’s on Mars

He’s digging for dreams in the red sand

He’s got his bucket and spade in his left hand

He’s digging for dreams

He’s looking for life

He’s looking for life

(Nixon to Armstrong — July 21st 1969:)

«I'm talking to you by telephone from the Oval Room in the White House.

And this certainly must be the most exciting telephone call ever made here on

Earth.

I just can’t tell you how proud we all are.

For every American this has

to be the proudest day of their lives.

And for people all over the world,

I’m sure they too join with us in recognising what a tremendous achievement

this is.

For one priceless moment in the whole history of Man…»

We’re looking for life

We’re looking for life

We’re looking for life

We’re looking for life

MacDonalds Hamburger

Construction works

And he’s looking for life

Looking for life to wind up

He’s looking for life to stamp out

He’s looking for life to grind out

He’s looking for life, so mind out

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Uncle Sam’s on Mars, he’s on Mars

I hope you brought your credit card with you, and I hope you know how to drive

on these long, lonely freeways and intersections we’ve got up here.

We’ve got two cars in the garage, two cars in the garage, and drum-majorettes

in white ankle socks and baton twirling on Sundays.

We’ve got stripes and the

stars and Uncle Sam’s on