Rapture Lyrics - Nicole

Toe to toe 

dancing very close 

Body breathing 

almost comatose. 

Wall to wall 

people hypnotized 

And they're stepping lightly 

Hang each night in 

rapture. 

Back to back 

Sacroiliac 

Spineless movement 

and a wild attack. 

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Face to face 

sightless solitude. 

And it's finger popping. 

Twenty-four hour shopping in 

rapture. 

(Rap) 

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly 

D.J. spinning, I said, "My my" 

Flash is fast 

flash is cool. 

Francois, c'est pas flashe non-due. 

And you don't stop 

sure shot. 

Go out to the parking lot 

Photos 

And you get in your car and drive real far 

And you drive all night and then you see a light 

And it comes right down and it lands on the ground 

And out comes the man from Mars 

And you try to run but he's got a gun 

And he shoots you dead and he eats your head 

And then you're in the man from Mars 

You go out at night eating cars 

You eat Cadillac's, Lincolns too 

Mercuries and Subarues 

and you don't stop 

You keep on eating cars 

Then 

when there's no more cars you go out at night 

And eat up bars where the people meet 

Face to face 

Dance cheek to cheek 

One to one 

Man to man 

Dance toe to toe 

Don't move too slow 

'cause the man from Mars is through with cars 

He's eating bars 

Yeah, wall to wall 

Door to door 

Hall to hall 

He's gonna eat 'em all. 

Rapture 

Be pure 

Take a tour through the sewer 

Don't strain your brain 

Paint a train 

You'll be singing in the rain 

Said don't stop to the punk rock. 

Man to man 

body muscular 

Seismic decibel 

by the jugular. 

Wall to wall tea time technology 

and a digital ladder 

No sign of bad luck in 

Rapture 

(Rap) 

Well now you see 

what you wanna be 

Just have your party on TV 

'Cause the man from Mars 

won't eat up bars when the TV's on 

And now he's gone back up to space 

Where he won't have a hassle with 

the human race 

And you hip-hop 

and you don't stop 

Just blast off 

sure shot 

'Cause the man from Mars stopped 

eatin' cars and eatin' bars 

And now he only eats guitars, 

get up!