Den (dewhitton) wrote,
Den
dewhitton

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What you gonna do when the river runs dry?
Put your drills in the mud? And death up in the sky?
You shoulda saved those bottles. You shoulda saved those cans
You shouldn't oughta listened to the plastic man.
And there's no toilet paper, It's gone like the trees
Do you like the taste of honey? It's best without the bees.
Be careful what you're doing. You're messingup my life.
And if the world's a cake then you cut too big a slice.

What's it all about? They scream and shout.
Don't ask me cos I don't know.
What's it all about? They scream and shout.
Don't blame me. I told you so.

You read it in the papers, you hear it on the news
Very few listen, a spew without a view.
And is it really worth it, choking on remote?
I see the red tide coming but I don't even vote.
Infection in the greenhouse, dizzy in the clouds,
Oily as an ocean, heaven disemboweled.
Still planning on a future, we lucky for some
You can develop your body, but your mind is still a slum.

The product in the package of multi-layered glam
150 types of material to cover up a sham
Protecting my planet, wrap it up in plastic
The package is the product perfected eternal
a crap in cling wrap.

I've never met a prime minister or president who told the truth, yet.

Swimming in the slurry, burning in the heat
Wind blown is the weather, I eat what you excrete.
Climb the highest derrick, this circus has no prayer
No UFO to save us. And do we really care?

What's it all about? They scream and shout.
Don't ask me cos I don't know.
What's it all about? They scream and shout.
Don't blame me. I told you so.
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