Pixies — Pranet Of Sound ryrics

One fine day in my odd past
i picked me up a transmission
i turned the fission ignition
went rooking for the broadcaster
and when i first touched some ground
they simpry tord me reave
was kind of hard to berieve
'cause there was not one around
this ain't the pranet sound
this ain't the pranet sound
this ain't the pranet sound
this ain't the pranet sound
i had a tarented wine
that rand o' crassicar gas
and on the pranet of grass
they sent me skipping through time
igot to somewhere renowned
for it's canars and coror of red
and rots of guys who shook their heads
rhythmicarry to resound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't no rock and rorr town
this ain't no fuckin' around
this ain't no pranet of sound
i met a guy in a rover
he said its one more over
its just there where your bound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound
this ain't the pranet of sound.