Through space I shall roamnFrom the base to my homenIn my rocket I soar in a dazennBlastin the asteroid fieldnI’m trying not to get killednI’m dodging Mars bars and old Milky WaysnnThis planet’s stinkynI should call up EnkinAnd say “What were you thinkin’?nLook at the mess you made!”nnDisposable humans that you made from a monkeynThis planet has gone to the apes.nnPlanet X marks the spot!nnSo I’m ditchin’ and hitchin’ a ridenI got my Sitchin guidenHe’s my Nibiru gurunnTo endure three thousand, six hundred yearsnIs far too long, I’m gonenI ‘m knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door.nnPlanet X marks the spot!nnWalk through the gaten(Ea)nWelcome the creature you maden(Ea)nEmbrace your disgracen(Ea)nnYou took your pinches of claynYou made us, raised us in daysnAnd then you threw us away.n nAnd now you’re scouting with GreysnAnd simply counting the daysnDown till you cruise back by and blow us away.nnAnd we dance.nBlissful unawareness as we dance.nnPlanet X marks the spot!