| Mission Control, this is Mars Two-Niner-Five, ready for departure.
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| Uh, Earth. |
| The planet Earth.
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| Roger, countdown is go in T Minus five, four, three, two, one.
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| Through space I shall roam
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| From the base to my home
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| In my rocket I soar in a daze
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| Blastin' the asteroid field
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| I’m trying not to get killed
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| I’m dodging Mars bars and old Milky Ways
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| This planet’s stinky
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| I should call up Enki
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| And say «What were you thinkin'?
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| Look at the mess you made!»
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| Disposable humans that you made from a monkey
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| This planet has gone to the apes
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| So I’m ditchin' and hitchin' a ride
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| I got my Sitchin guide
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| He’s my Nibiru guru
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| To endure three thousand, six hundred years
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| Is far too long, I’m gone
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| I’m knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Walk through the gate
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| (Eeaaa)
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| Welcome the creature you made
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| (Eeaaa)
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| Embrace your disgrace
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| (Eeaaa)
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| You took your pinches of clay
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| You made us, raised us in days
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| And then you threw us away
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| And now you’re scouting with Greys
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| And simply counting the days
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| Down till you cruise back by and blow us away
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| And we dance
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| Blissful unawareness as we dance
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X marks the spot
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| Planet X Planet X Planet X, X, X Planet X |