| This human virus is a nasty contagion
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| We spread out cancer as we multiply
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| Our sightless hubris will crush civilization
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| Soon we’ll be harvesting our our own demise
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| Neon chemical gifts
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| The plant upstream offers it’s affection
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| The river’s swelling, dark with infection
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| It floods the town with tears of dejection
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| You’re making me cry
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| Thats right 'cause we’re the modern blight
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| So get ready to fight for your life
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| This planet’s crying from this human tragedy
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| Our progress is regressing quickly
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| There’s too much drama
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| We’re always bickering over resources
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| Slicing these arteries
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| Stop bleeding me dry
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| Yeah right, your marrow gives life
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| It can and will be sold for any price
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| This planet’s laughing at our human comedy
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| You have to admit, it’s kind of funny
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| But the profit margin’s just too tempting
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| It’s a slapstick travesty
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| These symptoms aren’t psychosomatic
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| And I’m no hypochondriac
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| The tides are rising to reject us
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| The storms have gone on the attack
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| And we can’t turn back
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| This planet’s crying from this human tragedy
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| You have to admit, it’s getting scary
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| We have the knowledge to provide some therapy
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| But the profit margin’s just too sexy
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| And yes, we’re fucked |