You packed up your things Your leaving today There'll be no diamond rings Or good things to say You tried to pretend You were planning to stay You tried till the end Now you're going away I wouldn't try To even explain Some things just don't Work out our way And we built factories To finance our wars We cut down the trees And we fuel-fed our cars We had to all have our way We never noticed the scars But it will all be O.K When we finally get back When we get back to Mars (Harmonica) I wouldn't try To even explain Some things just don't Work out our way And we built factories To finance our wars We cut down the trees And we fuel-fed our cars We had to all have our way We never noticed the scars But it will all be O.K When we finally get back When we get back to Mars When we get back to Mars When we finally get back When we get back to Mars