Runway Songtext

get out of our runway
or we'll smash you into nothing
three o'clock on a saturday
we no longer want your tiny brains

and we've said it all before
that this planet's such a bore
and our rocket ship is fixed
so we'll leave this ball of
and we've said it all before
that this planet's such a bore
and our rocketship is fixed
so we'll leave this ball of

(Thanks to Jorgo for these lyrics)