Life On Mars by Barbra Streisand

It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mother is yelling "no"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
As she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore for she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on¡­
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show,
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy,
Oh man! wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on mars?

It's on america'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 britannia 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
As i ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show,
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy,
Oh man! wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on mars?