You say let's go
The way the
Wind Blows
Can we have another
Talk about us
When all of
This Shit goes?
But No-one
Seems to understand
That our world is drowning
And it's at the fault of
Our pointing hand
But if it's okay
And we're still alright
But this world is run
By people who don't know
They're wrong
Without a fight
But no-one
But me
It seems like the only
One's with sense
Are the people
Who will see
That
Our world is dead
It's time to move on
And re-build
Somewhere else instead