From the recording C-Sides
I wanted to put together a concept band in Colombia - a sort of Glam band, with a mixture of covers and originals. I wanted the band to be called: We Are From Mars.
I wrote this to be the first song of the set. Never got the project off the ground, unfortunately - it would have been fun.
Lyrics
Touch me, hold me – you can feel it, something strange
Prod me poke me - we're not the same
We are from Mars
Test me, probe me – sensor readings off the scale
Push me throw me – but we're not for sale
No!
We are from Mars!
Point your telescope at me
You can look again and again
But you...you won't see me
You'll never understand me
One, two, three!
We are from Mars!