I’ve got a sister who’s got a friend who knew someone whose name was Janet
She was not that tall but that doesn’t matter, hey, it never bothered her none
She used to say “Don’t do that!” to people who were always doing stuff
Stuff’s the kind of thing that if you do too much
You always end up becoming dead-o, end up becoming dead-o

This is a dead planet Janet, Janet-a Janet-a wo-wo

She and I were hanging out, eating raw sprouts, passing wind
She said “Yo Paul!”(cause that’s how she spoke) “What’s it with that dead thing?”
I said (wisely I thought) “Destroying things is not really neat-o, not really neat-o”

This is a dead planet Janet, Janet-a Janet-a wo-wo

Then she’s looking at me, she says things like “No it’s not”
Then she’s talking to me, says things like “You gotta stop the rot”
Then she’s looking at me, like if I wanted to and if she wanted to, too
Then she’s talking to me, she says
Get up and do it now Get up and do it now...

This is a dead planet Janet, Janet-a Janet-a wo-wo

Then she’s up on her feet, she’s singing her message, walking it loud and long
You know she’s got flames in her eyes, guts in her tongue, more than simple energy
She fights indifference, belligerence and ignorance inside out
You know it makes sense to me, you gotta
Get up and see it now, Get up and see it now

This is a dead planet Janet, Janet-a Janet-a wo-wo
This is a dead planet Janet, Janet-a Janet-a wo-wo