Packing my bags, going awayTo a place where the air is clean on SaturnThere's no sense to sit and watch people dieWe don't fight our wars the way you doWe put back all the things we use on SaturnThere's no sense to keep on doing such crimes
There's no principles in what you sayNo direction in the things you doFor your world is soon to come to a closeThrough the ages all great men have taughtTruth and happiness just can't be bought or soldTell me, why are you people so cold?
I'm going back to Saturn where the rings all glowRainbow, moonbeams and orange snow on SaturnPeople live to be two hundred and fiveGoing back to Saturn where the people smileDon't need cars 'cause we've learned to fly on SaturnJust to live to us is our natural high
We have come here many times beforeTo find your strategy to peace is warKilling helpless men, women and childrenThat don't even know what they're dying forWe can't trust you when you take a standWith a gun and Bible in your handAnd the cold expression on your faceSaying, "Give us what we want or we'll destroy"
I'm going back to Saturn where the rings all glowRainbow moonbeams and orange snow on SaturnPeople live to be two hundred and fiveGoing back to Saturn where the people smileDon't need cars 'cause we've learned to fly on SaturnJust to live to us is our natural high