Tekstovi: Misfits. Walk Among Us. I Turned Into A Martian.

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oh go 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 well, 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 go go well, i turned into a martian woah oh oh well, 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 is my name, martian woah oh oh woah oh oh