Hurtling toward the Earth, set the atmosphere on fire Never put another notch in the Kuiper Climb down from the trees to die from a disease Brought back from the dead by the liars I don't mind I'll stay behind Transmission in static, the silent monastic Exiled to an island of plastic Waiting on translation, the fool's coronation A permanent summer vacation I don't mind I'll stay behind Set a course for the sun To bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain has gone Back to hell where we belong ♪ The games we've been playing, the real estate is changing The mountains and rivers to lake beds Concrete to dust, iron to rusted Statues reign over the ocean I don't mind I'll stay behind Set a course for the sun To bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain has gone Back to hell where we belong ♪ Set a course for the sun To bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain has gone Back to hell where we belong