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Packing my bags, going away
To a place where the air is clean on Saturn
There's no sense to sit and watch people die
We don't fight our wars the way you do
We put back all the things we use on Saturn
There's no sense to keep on doing such crimes
There's no principles in what you say
No direction in the things you do
For your world is soon to come to a close
Through the ages all great men have taught
Truth and happiness just can't be bought or sold
Tell me, why are you people so cold?
I'm going back to Saturn where the rings all glow
Rainbow, moonbeams and orange snow on Saturn
People live to be two hundred and five
Going back to Saturn where the people smile
Don't need cars 'cause we've learned to fly on Saturn
Just to live to us is our natural high
We have come here many times before
To find your strategy to peace is war
Killing helpless men, women and children
That don't even know what they're dying for
We can't trust you when you take a stand
With a gun and Bible in your hand
And the cold expression on your face
Saying, "Give us what we want or we'll destroy"
I'm going back to Saturn where the rings all glow
Rainbow moonbeams and orange snow on Saturn
People live to be two hundred and five
Going back to Saturn where the people smile
Don't need cars 'cause we've learned to fly on Saturn
Just to live to us is our natural high
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