| Infested, polluted
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| 80 tons of mercury dumped in a bay
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| It’s bleeding, there’s no proof
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| That’s no way to treat a good friend
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| Your whiskey talks louder
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| Than most things I’ve read and you’ve said
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| In situ, in place now
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| Sit back, unwind and relax
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| Big cheese is all greed
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| It’s all relative what you needed
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| Happy birthday, Happy birthday
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| Happy birthday, here’s your nerve gas
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| All the fishermen and their families
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| All sickly, crumbling cerebellum
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| It’s all over for orangutans
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| Looks like they’re back on the street again
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| Mistrusted, disrupted
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| Rape land and kill a good habitat
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| World weary, world broken
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| Well spent and money, money, money, money
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| Injected, transmutted
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| 80 tons of mercury dumped in the bay
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| It’s breathing, it puts the dog in the basket
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| All the fishermen and their families
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| All sickly, growing sentimental
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| It’s all over for orangutans
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| Looks like their back on the street again
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| All the fishermen and their families
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| It’s all over for orangutangs
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| Looks like they’re back on the street again
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| It’s all over for orangutangs
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| Looks like, looks like, looks like, yeah
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| Invaded, downgraded
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| Your bile lands right on my head
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| Uncalled for, unwanted
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| My sinking zero tolerance
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| All the fishermen and their families
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| All sickly, crumbling cerebellum
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| It’s all over for the orangutans
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| Looks like they’re back on the street again
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| All the fishermen and their families
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| It’s all over for the orangutans
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| Looks like they’re back on the street again
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| It’s all over for the orangutans
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| Looks like it’s a street again |