Well we're strung out in the streets
And we ain't slept for a week
And when we do, we never close our eyes
We got several billion souls
And we're burning down our home
Refugees in plastic coated skies
I got to get away
Cause I don't wanna stay
Round here no more
There's nothing you can do
It's all coming true
And that's for sure
So I'm going back to Roswell
And I'm gonna hitch a ride
I'm gonna get the hell outta here
I'll climb aboard their starship
A one way interstellar trip
I can't wait to leave behind this stinking sphere
I got to get away
Cause I don't wanna stay
Round here no more
There's nothing you can do
It's all coming true
And that's for sure