This Planet’s a Mess Songtext
von Fred Schneider

Pack it up baby, put on your best dress


The ship leaves soon, this planet′s a mess!
I looked at the clock, it's almost 12
Yeah, time really flies when the world′s goin' to hell
No one seems to listen. People love to fight
I don't ask for much, I just want a smooth flight
Yeah
Come on now, I can′t take the stress
Don′t forget the tickets, this planet's a mess!
Better think about the future
It′s time we really planned it
Better think about our future
It's time to get off this planet
SO, pack your suitcase and grab my vest
The ship ain′t waitin', this planet′s a mess!

Come on now it's all for the best
If we miss the ship it's curtains I guess
The clock keeps tickin′ I can′t take the stress
Time to leave, we failed the test
With a big ol' F
No one seems to listen, people love to fight
I don′t ask for much, I just want a smooth flight outa here

Better think about our future
Yeah, it's time we planned it
Better think about our future
It′s time to to get off this planet, SO
Pack your suitcase and grab that dress
The shiw wont wait this planet's a mess