We all got the turntable on our planet
Plan annoyed I know you plant
Don't clean uncial
I eat my cereal I'm in the hole
Get dressed you have to wait
Smart move a way to aggravate

Chorus:
Don't stop the turntable
On my planet

It's a round old circle
Let me tell it's stone cold cry
There are no big wheels for people my size my size
Under reason to high to high

(Chorus 2x)

Stop right in front of me
I can't see what's on TV
Shut up so I can hear it
If there's no other way just deal with it
It's a rickety, rickety rackety
And I am so out of it
It's a same lame shame
Same lame shame