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Red dust on my shoes tonight, Rocket boots and a black-white sky, No gravity, but I feel alright, Up here we dance, we don’t ask why. Earth is small, just a blue delay, Problems fade in the cosmic bar, Pick it up, hear the trumpets play, Rude boys landed on planet Mars. No cops, no clocks, no traffic jams, Just satellites and reggae bands, The future’s weird but it’s ours to claim, Same old beat in a brand new land. Pick it up, pick it up on Mars, Skankin’ with the stars, skankin’ with the stars, Red horizon, busted guitars, We’re skankin’ with the stars, skankin’ on Mars. Pick it up, pick it up, don’t stop, Martian night and a moonlit hop, From Kingston vibes to a space bazaar, We’re skankin’, skankin’ on Mars. Aliens watch with a sideways grin, Checkered suits and a brass attack, They don’t speak but they move right in, When the offbeat hits, they got our back. No borders drawn in the Martian sand, Just a circle ‘round the mic and drums, Different worlds, same rhythm plan, When the ska comes on, we’re all just one. No suits, no ties, no corporate lies, Just cosmic horns and rebel cries, If this is home at the edge of space, We’ll paint it loud with a dancing face. Pick it up, pick it up on Mars, Skankin’ with the stars, skankin’ with the stars, Red horizon, busted guitars, We’re skankin’ with the stars, skankin’ on Mars. Pick it up, pick it up, don’t stop, Martian night and a moonlit hop, From Kingston vibes to a space bazaar, We’re skankin’, skankin’ on Mars. If Earth blows up or just breaks apart, We’ll save the beat, we’ll save the heart, Send this rhythm through space and time, Two-tone future, universal rhyme. Pick it up, pick it up on Mars, No more limits, no more scars, Red dust dancing in checkerboard bars, We’re skankin’ forever on Mars. Pick it up, pick it up, stand tall, Hear the echo of the offbeat call, From a broken world to a brand new start, We skank, we live, we love — on Mars.