Virus of the land, fire in our hands
Burning all we can in the name of man
No plan to put out the flame
As ashes cover our heads as they're hung in shame
Plausible denial, no hope for a trial
While the so called first world continues to defile
Our home, filing their stomachs with all we need
Consume too much spill bile on the seed
But still somehow they continue to grow
Defiant against the chemicals we continue to throw
At our oceans, our food, our plants, our mood,
Make up your mind, is it them or I
Are we that self involved, that utterly clueless
As to not see that our actions are fruitless
We will kill this planet in time
And be foolish enough to act surprised
Chorus:
No future at all
There they go again, same words as before
Cleaning up the streets walk around going door to door
Please sign the line put your word on the form and
Advocate to separate the wealthy from the poor
Need you read more, did the words sound clear
Or did they burn a little bit when they entered your ear
No human is above another, be it child or mother,
Commander in chief or awestruck follower
Political science but keep fighting the lions, someday you may
triumph over the opposition trying to
best and break you, rumble and shake you,
whip and tame you, belittle and shame you,
choose the new movement conclusion is useless unless
We start pushing back and stop beating our chest
Our home is a mess, expect nothing less
We're the cause of these broken shells in the nest
The whole worlds in trouble, knee deep in struggle
Wading through the crowd putting back the puzzle
Level with me is there a chance we could see
a better-defined guideline written on a sign that says
love your neighbors, correct yourself, respect the
planet that we have before there's no food on our shelves
Ourselves broken to the youth we lie
look in their eyes, see the tears they cry, that there's
