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Jaz Caitcheon - Red Planet Criminals Lyrics



Jaz Caitcheon - Red Planet Criminals Lyrics




You can find me on Mars, up with the stars
Away from the materialism we livin' spittin' some bars
F*ck all the cars, we are the criminals from Mars
225 million kilometres away
Me and Cameron jamming with our bucket and spade
Wouldn't have it any other way
What is this? Did you cease to exist dissaperate in the mist elaborate what I missed
On this planet we are crystal rare with our eyes and hair
Purple, green, bi, straight or queer
We're here to interfere from the red atmosphere

My reason and thoughts await on Mars
You know all my bars, all stuck in my head
It's goin' real fast, 250 (mil) kilometres away
That's where I stay, from earth, that's where I get paid
When I get paid, I just go in, I just get laid
Inner chilling, I'll be chilling killing
Killin' on the cruise when I'm feeling in em'
When I'm feeling like a linen
Like a Lincoln president you know I'll be in it
I don't even know what I'm saying, but
Let the trumpets, let the mother mother motherf*cking trumpets roll

Send me a message through space
The invisible light you will taste
A picture you're trying to paint
May end up on the wall with a criminal's face

As I've landed, I look around and I'm profounded
In a space where I don't know, I feel like I'm so alone, but then I just walk
And I keep on walking, as I'm talking to myself, I don't even know, my mind's overwhelmed
By all of this

Hey neighbour do you read me?
Check check, hello? Yes I can. How's it going man?
You're on a red ball floating through space completely off your face how does that feel?
Pretty surreal, its changing my feel, but to be honest, I'm flying through the onyx
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You can find me on Mars, up with the stars
Away from the materialism we livin' spittin' some bars
F*ck all the cars, we are the criminals from Mars
225 million kilometres away
Me and Cameron jamming with our bucket and spade
Wouldn't have it any other way
What is this? Did you cease to exist dissaperate in the mist elaborate what I missed
On this planet we are crystal rare with our eyes and hair
Purple, green, bi, straight or queer
We're here to interfere from the red atmosphere

My reason and thoughts await on Mars
You know all my bars, all stuck in my head
It's goin' real fast, 250 (mil) kilometres away
That's where I stay, from earth, that's where I get paid
When I get paid, I just go in, I just get laid
Inner chilling, I'll be chilling killing
Killin' on the cruise when I'm feeling in em'
When I'm feeling like a linen
Like a Lincoln president you know I'll be in it
I don't even know what I'm saying, but
Let the trumpets, let the mother mother motherf*cking trumpets roll

Send me a message through space
The invisible light you will taste
A picture you're trying to paint
May end up on the wall with a criminal's face

As I've landed, I look around and I'm profounded
In a space where I don't know, I feel like I'm so alone, but then I just walk
And I keep on walking, as I'm talking to myself, I don't even know, my mind's overwhelmed
By all of this

Hey neighbour do you read me?
Check check, hello? Yes I can. How's it going man?
You're on a red ball floating through space completely off your face how does that feel?
Pretty surreal, its changing my feel, but to be honest, I'm flying through the onyx
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Writer: Cameron Macleod, Jaz Caitcheon, Miles Saunders
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Performed By: Jaz Caitcheon
Length: 3:15
Written by: Cameron Macleod, Jaz Caitcheon, Miles Saunders
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