Point me at the red planet I want to get my hands on it Make sure I can take my car When I go to Mars Waiting 'round for my wings to heal Sit in the sand for a thousand days I'm not scared of this crumbling land As in my hands it's just a piece of clay On the first day I'll get some atmosphere On the second I'll set up the lights On the third day I'll get some EVA On the fourth day I will see the sights Over there I can see palm trees! Just here - a train station Some space for a couple of bars A telescope to look at the stars On the first day I'll get some atmosphere On the second I'll set up the lights On the third day I'll get some EVA On the fourth day I will see the sights Point me at the Red Planet... Point me at the Red Planet... Point me at the Red Planet... Point me at the Red Planet... I'm not scared... I'm not scared... I'm not scared of this crumbling land... I'm not scared...