Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Martian Boogie, artist - Brownsville Station. Album song Brownsville Station, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 22.06.2016
Record label: 43 North Broadway
Song language: English
The Martian Boogie |
The other night I was |
Walking down the street |
I was getting kinda hungry |
I decided to get me something to eat |
Now I passed up all the chain |
Franchise joints on Hamburger Row |
And stopped at a little greasy spoon place |
I always eat at called Eat, Sit and Gulp |
Get you one of the greasy hamburgers |
All peppered up, lay you up in the |
Hospital for ten days |
So I ordered me up a |
Couple of those grease bombs |
Waitress brought 'em over |
Lifted up the bun, checked 'em out |
Damn, no ketchup |
So I nudged the guy sitting next to me |
At the counter, I said, «Hey, partner |
How about passing the ketchup over?» |
Suddenly, this little bitty green hand |
Holding a ketchup bottle came into view |
And I freaked cause the guy sitting |
Next to me… was a Martian! |
Now in twenty-eight years of eating hamburgers |
I ain’t never run into no Martian |
Not at 2:30 in the morning and certainly |
Not at a fine scarfing establishment like Eat |
Well, he was sitting over there with a |
Bunch of colored sticks on his plate |
And I looked over at him and I said |
«What you eating there, boy, crayons?» |
He said, «Why no! |
They’re Martian cigarettes! |
Here, try one!» |
Well, 'bout half hour later |
He looked over at me and smiled |
Them ol' Martians ain’t got |
But two teeth in their head |
And he said, «How do you feel?» |
And I said, «Weeeeeeell, I feel so good |
Yeah, I do, gonna boogie |
Wow! |
Til the break of day!» |
Meanwhile, back at Eat’s |
I was stiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill thinking, I said |
«How come out of all the places |
You could have landed |
You ended up here?» |
He said, «Well, according |
To my lunar space map |
This town here is supposed to be |
The boogie capital of the U.S.A!» |
So I asked him, I said |
«Now, where else you been, boy?» |
And he told me |
He said, «I've rocked 'em over |
And I’ve rocked 'em down |
Rocked 'em in the country |
I’ve rocked 'em in town |
Rock 'n' roll, Memphis on up to Maine |
Woke up a lady and she asked my name! |
Told her the name was on ten of my shirts |
Told her, rocking chair Martian |
Don’t have to work!» |
Yeah, I feel so good |
Yeah, yeah, gonna boogie |
Martian boogie |