Life On Mars

(G) (G/F#) (Dm/F) (E7) (Am) 
It‘s a god-awful small affair to the girl with the mousy hair 
(Am/G) (D/F#) (G) 
But her mother is yelling "No" and her father as told her to go 
(G/F#) (Dm/F) 
But her friend is nowhere to be seen 
(E7) (Am) 
as she walks through her sunken dream 
(Am/G) (D/F#) 
To the seat with the clearest view 
(Bb) 
and she‘s hooked to the silver screen 
(Bb)+ (Gm) 
But the film is a saddening bore 
(G#) (Eb) 
For she‘s lived it ten times or more 
(G7) (Cm) (Eb) 
She could spit in the eyes of fools as they ask her to focus on 
 
CHORUS: 
(C) (F) (G) 
Sailors, fighting in the dance hall 
(Am) (Fm) (G) (Gm) (Dm) 
Oh man! look at those cavemen go, it‘s a freakest show 
(Fm) (C) (F) (G) 
Take a look at the Lawman, beating up the wrong guy 
(Am) (Fm) (G) (Gm) (Dm) 
Oh man! Wonder if he‘ll ever know he‘s in the best selling show 
(Fm) (Am) (C)+ (Am7) (D7) (F) (Gsus4) (D) 
Is there life on Mars? 
 
 
It‘s on Amerika‘s tortured brow 
Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow 
Now the workers have struck for fame 
Cause Lennon‘s on sale again 
See the mice in their million hordes 
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads 
Rule Brittania is out of bounds 
To my mother, my dog and clowns 
But the film is a saddening bore 
`Cause I wrote it ten times before 
It‘s about to be writ again