| After years of reckless living, for a century or more
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| With a few who lived the good life, being paid by the poor
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| Now they’re fiddling while the forest bur, soaring through the poisoned skies
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| Surfing in the plastic seas, we’re adding our voices to the rising
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| Chorus of concern, striking chords of alarm
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| The drums of discontent, keep banging on and on
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| It’s still the same old story, a resources grab and go
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| A fight for territory, to maintain the status quo
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| Now they say that a change is coming, while we’re basking in the sun
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| And the tmperature is rising, so there’s not much getting done
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| Yes they say that change is coming, while we look the other way
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| The rest of our life is hurting, in a world in disarray
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| Keep checking the vital signs, of the sea and land and air
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| But all you need is eyes, cos it’s happening everywhere
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| Well the animals could be marched into the creationist’s mobile zoo
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| As if this could protect them all, as if this could prevent the fall
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| Of man from his position as custodian of Earth
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| Will our watch be remembered for anything of worth?
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| As we look to new horizons, new worlds to colonise
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| Will we learn the lessons or dismiss it all as lies?
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| Now they say that change is coming and it’s not some fantasy
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| Cos the evidence is mounting and it’s there for all to see
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| Yes they say that change is coming and it’s not conspiracy
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| No it’s not just «snake oil science» but a new harsh reality
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| They say that a change is coming, while we’re basking in the sun
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| And the temperature is rising, so there’s not much getting done
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| Yes they say that change is coming, while we look the other way
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| The rest of our life is hurting, in a world in disarray
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| Yes, they say that a change is coming
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| Yes, they say that a change is coming |