I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own They stop all the bickering when I step in the picture Like the scene only pretty when I give it permission The flowers, they only grow if I decide to let them Forever progressing never did listen to what they tell us I built me an Echo Chamber so I can hear my anger It’s coming and now they clear if I open there will be danger I am cautious at every being, don’t matter if you’re a stranger I wave in my own reflection, like how do you do my neighbor I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own Ride slow, ride slow, ride slow, ride slow Take the desolation, you can’t be still calling on the phone Our planet all (calling, calling) I know if I run into the fog I know if I run into the fog Say you got cut off, say you got cut off I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own I don’t get along with nobody, no I think I need a planet of my own