| What you gonna do
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| When the river runs dry
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| Put your drills in the mud
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| And death up in the sky
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| You should have saved those bottles
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| You should have saved those cans
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| You shouldn’t ought’a listen to the plastic man
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| And there’s no more toilet paper
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| It’s gone just like the trees
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| Do you like the taste of honey
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| Isn’t it best without the bees
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| Be careful what you’re doing
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| You’re messing up my life
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| And if all the world’s a cake
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| Then you cut too big a slice
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| What’s it all about
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| They scream and then they shout
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| Don’t ask me
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| Cause I don’t know
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| What’s it all about
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| They scream and then they shout
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| Don’t blame me
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| I told you so
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| You read it in the papers
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| You hear it on the news
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| Very few listen
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| A spew without a view
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| And is it really worth it
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| Choking on remote
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| I can see the red tide coming
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| But I don’t even vote
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| Infection in the greenhouse
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| Dizzy in the clouds
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| Oily as an ocean
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| Heaven disembowelled
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| Still planning on a future
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| Well lucky for some
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| You can develop your body
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| But your mind is still a slum
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| The product in the packaging
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| Of multi-layered glam
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| 150 layers of materials
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| To cover up a sham
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| Protecting my planet
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| Wrap it in plastic
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| The package is product
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| Perfected eternal
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| A crap in a cling wrap
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| I never met yet a prime minister or president
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| Who told the truth yet
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| Swimming in the slurry
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| Burning in the heat
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| Wind blown is the weather
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| I eat what you secrete
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| Climb the highest derrick
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| This circus has no prayer
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| No UFO to save us
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| And do we really care
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| Kiss goodbye to the earth, the sun, the moon
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| It’s easy to deceive a child |