Misfits – I turned into a martian

Possession of the mind is a terrible thing,
It’s a transformation with an urge to kill.
Not the body of a man from Earth,
Not the face of the one you love, ’cause
Well, I turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
I can’t even recall my name
Woah, oh, oh!
Times I never hardly sleep at night,
Woah, oh, oh!
Well, I turned into a Martian today
I walk down city streets
On an unsuspecting human world
Inhuman in your midst
This world is mine to own, ’cause
Well, I turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
I can’t even recall my name
Woah, oh, oh!
Times I never hardly sleep at night,
Woah, oh, oh!
Well, I turned into a Martian today
Well, I turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
I can’t even recall my name
Woah, oh, oh!
Times I never hardly sleep at night,
Woah, oh, oh!
Turned into a Martian
Woah, oh, oh!
Can’t even recall my name
Oh, won’t you tell me what the fuck’s my na-a-a-ame? -Martian!
Woah, oh, oh!
Woah, oh, oh!

Album: “Walk among us” (Ruby Records/Slash Records – 1982).

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