One fine day in my odd past
I picked me up a transmission
I turned the fission ignition
Went looking for the broadcaster
And when I first touched some ground
They simply told me leave
Was kind of hard to believe
cause there was not one around

This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound

I had a talented wine
That land o classical gas
And on the planet of glass
They sent me skipping through time
I got to somewhere renowned
For its canals and color of red
And lots of guys who shook their heads
Rhythmically to resound

This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound

This aint no rock and roll town
This aint no fuckin around

This aint no planet of sound

I met a guy in a rover
He said its one more over
Its just there where youre bound

This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound
This aint the planet of sound