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Well here I am just livin on Mars tryin to make ends meet for my family of insect mutant children.
I got a little place in Sector R right down the street from a shopping mall and that bar where the girl with three *** works.
But money's tight, and times are hard for the working man.
And talk is cheap, and you know oxygen ain't free.
And I've got five kids to feed.
Workin' on a cab drivin' salary.
Some may say I'm evil, but I think
The end justifies the means.
And Benny JR. one through five would parish without me.
I've got five kids to feed.
And it gets hard to pay your rent and electric bills with the Benny (doh!) cabs taking all our jerbs.
So I turn to a life of crime. You know I don't like it, but Cohagen helps me keep the little ones in private school.
And I don't owe you anything. I don't even know your name.
And I don't care if it's Hauser or it's Quaid.
And I've got five kids to feed.
Workin' on a cab drivin' salary.
Some may say I'm evil, but I think
The end justifies the means.
Help me find this Kuato guy, and I would sure be pleased.
I've got five kids to feed.
It comes down to you or them.
And their my family.
And your some guy that I just met.
You don't know me.
And I'm gonna drill you sucker.
You'll rue the day when you told yourself, yourself you said. Get your *** to Mars.
I've got five kids to feed.
Workin' on a cab drivin' salary.
Some may say I'm evil, but I think
The end justifies the means.
And oh hey, did I mention Quaid, I ain't even married?
Five kids to feed.