| Where once there were trees, there is now industry
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| Where birds once sang, machinery now rolls
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| Where once animals ate and people drank together
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| Are now thick, fat roads and car plague stench
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| But at some point the point is reached, yes, then the time has come
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| Where you all go down and cry out for forgiveness
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| All your own shit will then wash you away
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel
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| Where the air used to be clean, there is now a layer of exhaust gases
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| The rivers were once clear and there was no cancer from sunlight
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| Where once there were meadows, there are now nuclear power plants
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| We don't skimp on rubbish and poison, that's really hard
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| But at some point the point is reached, yes, then the time has come
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| Where you all go down and cry out for forgiveness
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| All your own shit will then wash you away
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel
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| The sky above us was one blue
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| Now there is thick haze and it makes everything concrete gray
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| Where there once was an ozone layer
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| It's a big hole now and that means our grave
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| But at some point the point is reached, yes, then the time has come
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| Where you all go down and cry out for forgiveness
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| All your own shit will then wash you away
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel
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| Well, as everyone knows, if you don't want to hear, you have to feel |