Lyric

I bought a ticket

To Mars

But the rocket was late

What a drag

I was looking for shelter among the stars

Because there's traffic here

Even for the future

Stop the world

I want to get off

It's too fast

It makes me lose

Between excuses

And coincidences

My head is spinning

What bad experiences

The bar downstairs

Has become a club

They offer me cocktails

That taste like hubs

There are those who dance with their eyes

On the screen

I'm looking for the exit

A more stable place

Stop the world

I want to get off

It's too fast

It makes me lose

Between fashions

And appearances

My head is spinning

What stress

Maybe I'll find peace

In a corner

Between old postcards

And an old oracle

A place where time

Has stopped

Where no one

Has ever shouted

Stop the world

I want to get off

It's too fast

It makes me lose

Between illusions

And dense promises

My head is spinning

Too many demands