Bagpipes On Mars

I read about a man who'd been
 Around the world and back again
 Built a space ship in his back yard
 And went to mars one afternoon
 When he got home late that night
 He said the people, they were kind
 Bought him drinks and entertained him
 And that's where he'd been all this time
 But do they play the bagpipes on mars?
 Do they have a shrine to Elvis?
 Easy payments on their cars?
 And what do they know about us?
 Do they fly in flying saucers?
 Do they have to take the bus?
 Well, I got pretty curious and I built a space craft of my own
 Blew a gasket and lost my oil a half a million miles from home
 Fortunately, a family of martians came a drivin' by
 Picked me up, and their daughter liked me
 Now we're married and the kids look fine
 But do they play the bagpipes on mars?
 Do they have a shrine to Elvis?
 Easy payments on their cars?
 And what do they know about you and me?
 Do they recycle plastic
 And steal cable TV?
 Now I got pretty homesick
 So I started up a little band
 We got famous - three gold records!
 Bought the Partridge family's van!
 Got bombed out on Uranus
 Rave revues on Venus
 Things got hot on Mercury
 That's where I burned my piano
 And now they're playing bagpipes on mars
 They've got a drive-thru shrine to Elvis
 Photo radar on their cars
 They've learned everything from you and me
 They're hanging out at singles bars
 And watching MTV
 ... (yes they are)