[INTRO — Distant space transmission, distorted electric sitar riff and a deep pulsing bass. A robotic announcement cuts through static.] ATTENTION, EARTHLINGS. Your planet is experiencing technical difficulties. Please remain calm. [PAUSE] Actually, don't. [BEAT DROPS — Fast, driving techno kick, rolling percussion, distorted sitar and a heavy bass pulse.] [VERSE 1 — Cool, rhythmic male vocal.] What's in the water? What's in the air? What's in the dinner We're told not to fear? Read the label. Check the dose. Trust the system. There goes your toast. [INSTRUMENTAL STAB — Electric sitar bends into a distorted, repeating riff.] [VERSE 2 — Bass-heavy groove, increasingly sarcastic delivery.] The food's got numbers. The water's got a list. The medicine comes With a page you shouldn't miss. The experts are arguing. The prices go high. The people in charge say, "It's all going fine." [PRE-CHORUS — Percussion rolls build tension. Bass rises and abruptly stops.] Meanwhile, up top, They're drawing a map. [ROBOTIC VOICE] Destination: Mars. [ONE BEAT OF SILENCE] Who's paying for that? [CHORUS — Full driving beat, distorted bass and layered crowd chants.] GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! BOOK ME A SEAT! THE CAPTAIN'S GONE CRAZY AND THE ENGINE'S ON FIRE! GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! CHECK MY RECEIPT! IS THERE ANYBODY HUMAN AT THE TOP OF THE HIERARCHY? [POST-CHORUS — Chopped vocals, sitar riff and rolling percussion.] Three, two, one... Who's got the keys? Three, two, one... GET ME OUT OF HERE! [INSTRUMENTAL — Distorted electric sitar becomes a rhythmic lead, interlocking with rolling percussion and a huge, pulsing bassline.] [VERSE 3 — Deadpan spoken vocals over a stripped-back groove.] They've got the rockets. They've got the gold. They've got a backup plan For when the world gets old. We've got a shopping list. We've got the rent. We've got a planet That's already been spent. [PRE-CHORUS — Robotic voices interrupt the beat.] [ROBOTIC VOICE 1] The future is bright. [ROBOTIC VOICE 2] The air is questionable. [ROBOTIC VOICE 1] Confidence is high. [ROBOTIC VOICE 2] So is the bill. [SHORT SILENCE] [CHORUS — Heavy bass returns.] GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! BOOK ME A SEAT! THE CAPTAIN'S GONE CRAZY AND THE ENGINE'S ON FIRE! GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! CHECK MY RECEIPT! IS THERE ANYBODY HUMAN AT THE TOP OF THE HIERARCHY? [BREAKDOWN — Beat dissolves into radio static, a low spacey drone and isolated sitar notes.] [MISSION CONTROL — ROBOTIC VOICE] Attention, passengers. We regret to announce that the escape vessel is privately owned. Boarding priority is determined by wealth. [PAUSE] Your application has been unsuccessful. Reason: You are currently living on Earth. [TRANSMISSION FAILURE] [ONE BEAT OF ABSOLUTE SILENCE] [FINAL DROP — Huge pulsing bass, fast kick, distorted sitar and explosive rolling percussion.] GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! I'VE SEEN ENOUGH! SELL ME A TICKET TO SOMEWHERE LESS STUFFED! GET ME OFF THIS PLANET! WHERE'S THE EXIT SIGN? IF THIS IS INTELLIGENT LIFE... WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME! [EXTENDED DANCE SECTION — Relentless rolling techno, evolving sitar riffs, bass pulses and chopped mission-control samples. Rhythmic stops snap back into the groove.] [ROBOTIC VOICE] New planet detected. [PAUSE] Same management. [FINAL BASS DROP] [OUTRO — The beat slows into a distorted space transmission.] [ROBOTIC VOICE] Welcome to your new home. Please remember: There is no refund on the human race. [TRANSMISSION LOST] [END]
