Hawkwind - Uncle Sam's on Mars lyrics

Shoals of dead fish float on the lakes But Uncle Sam's on Mars And science is making the same mistakes But Uncle Sam's on Mars And no one down here knows how to work the brakes But Uncle Sam's on Mars Uncle Sam's on Mars, Uncle Sam's on Mars Uncle Sam's on Mars, he's on Mars Layers of smoke in the atmosphere Have made the earth too hot to bear The Earth might be a desert soon America has left the Moon Uncle Sam's on Mars, Uncle Sam's on Mars Uncle Sam's on Mars, he's on Mars He's on Mars He's digging for dreams in the red sand He's got his bucket and spade in his left hand He's digging for dreams He's looking for life He's looking for life (Nixon to Armstrong – July 21st 1969:) "I'm talking to you by telephone from the Oval Room in the White House. And this certainly must be the most exciting telephone call ever made here on Earth. I just can't tell you how proud we all are. For every American this has to be the proudest day of their lives. And for people all over the world, I'm sure they too join with us in recognising what a tremendous achievement this is. For one priceless moment in the whole history of Man..." We're looking for life We're looking for life We're looking for life We're looking for life MacDonalds Hamburger Construction works And he's looking for life Looking for life to wind up He's looking for life to stamp out He's looking for life to grind out He's looking for life, so mind out Uncle Sam's on Mars, Uncle Sam's on Mars Uncle Sam's on Mars, he's on Mars I hope you brought your credit card with you, and I hope you know how to drive on these long, lonely freeways and intersections we've got up here. We've got two cars in the garage, two cars in the garage, and drum-majorettes in white ankle socks and baton twirling on Sundays. We've got stripes and the stars and Uncle Sam's on