| My kid brother fell asleep in his bed last night
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| With his new space helmet over his head, what a sight
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| Holding his adventure book in one hand
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| He was dreaming of a strange new land
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| He was Robinson Crusoe on Mars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| Learning how to live in the stars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| I leaned closer as he started to talk in his sleep
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| Of purple crystal caves and mountains of flame so steep
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| Of how a scorching fire sprout would appear
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| In that eerie martian atmosphere
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| He was Robinson Crusoe on Mars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| Learning how to live in the stars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| Then next morning brother told us a whole lot more
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| Of how he tamed that flaming plant the night before
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| Then my dad said: Boys, that dream will come true
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| And it just might be that one of you
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| Will be Robinson Crusoe on Mars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| Learning how to live in the stars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars
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| Robinson Crusoe on Mars, Robinson Crusoe on Mars… |