[Lyric] 3 PM Local Martian Time (Lima Research Society.)

No world to get apart, it's 60 years on planet Mars
Raise up your flying cars, 'cause I believe that
We've got only hours to go, so get off slow!

Or we'll face our death, fuck yes

Go and delete the crowd, this tiny capsule spins us
Round and 'round, around and round
Does it work? It's safe to see the flowers again, we'll [?]

Or we face our death, fuck yes
Or we'll face our death, fuck yes

[Drum Solo]

We'll face our death, fuck yes
Or we'll face our death, fuck yes