Rapture

[Intro: Andy Bell]

[non-lexical singing]

Rapture

Rapture

[Verse 1: Andy Bell]

Toe to toe

Dancing very close

Barely breathing

Almost comatose

Wall to wall

People hypnotized

And they're stepping lightly

Hang each night in rapture

[Verse 2: Andy Bell]

Back to back

Sacroiliac

Spineless movement

And a wild attack

Face to face

Sightless solitude

And it's finger-popping

24-hour shopping in rapture

[Bridge: Vince Clarke & (Andy Bell)]

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly

O.J. spinning; I said, "My, my"

Flash is fast, Flash is cool

François c'est pas, Flash [?]

And you don't stop, sure shot

Go out to the parking lot

And you get in your car

And you drive real far

And you drive all night

Then you see the light

And it comes right down

And it lands on the ground

And out comes a man from Mars

And you try to run, but he's got a gun

And he shoots you dead

And he eats your head

And then you're in the man from Mars

You go out all night, eatin' cars

You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too

Mercury and Subaru

So, you don't stop

You keep on eatin' cars

Then, when there's no more cars

You go out at night

And eat up bars

Where the people meet

Face-to-face

Dance cheek-to-cheek

One-to-one, man-to-man

Dance toe-to-toe, don't move too slow

'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars

He's eatin' bars, yeah, wall-to-wall

Door-to-door, hall-to-hall

He's gonna eat them all

Rap-ture, be pure

Take a tour

Through the sewer

Don't strain your brain

Paint the train

You'll be singin' in the rain

And you don't stop

To punk rock

[Refrain: Andy Bell]

Rapture

Rapture

[Verse 3: Andy Bell]

Toe to toe, dancing very close

Barely breathing, almost comatose

Wall to wall, people hypnotized

And they're stepping lightly

Hang each night in rapture

Rapture

Rapture

[Conclusion: Vince Clarke & And Bell]

Well, now you see

What you want'a be

Just have your party on TV

'Cause the man from Mars

Won't eat up bars where the TV's on

Now he's gone back up to space

Where he won't have to hassle with the human race

And you hip hop, and you don't stop

(Human race, human race)

Just blast off, sure shot

(Human race, human race)

'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars

(Human race, human race)

And eatin' bars and now he only eats guitars

Get up

(Get up!)

(Get up!)

Rapture

(Human race, human race, human race, human race, human race, human race)

Rapture

Rapture

Rapture

(Rapture)

Rapture