Red Planet At the Drive-In

[Verse 1]
Do you think I mind all these blatant, sucking stares
'Cause the words will apply you people
They're just meaningless
I never liked the mime that imitates the shrine
The shrine of college, cretin bags
Pick me a winner, yeah, pick me a winner, yeah

[Chorus]
Do you know the red planet?
Do you know yourself? (No)
Do you know the red planet?
Do you know this?
Da da da da, company policy
Da da da da, all rights reserved
And this I know, you're writing your funeral
Right through a sales figure

[Verse 1]
It used to be that fun was our only main objective
But Mr. old school will tell the new fuel
They're igniting in the wrong direction
We see cash crop clubs in the entertainment section, oh yeah

[Chorus]
Do you know the red planet?
Do you know yourself? (No)
Do you know the red planet?
Do you know this?
Da da da da, company policy
Da da da da, all rights reserved
And this I know, you're writing your funeral
Right through a sales figure