Day in day out we pump it out,
the toxic loads of doom.
We see a tree and chop it down,
we have to make more room.

With numbered days in endless ways,
we study and refine.
New and ever better ways,
to speed forth our demise.

Since caveman one clubbed caveman two
and thought "What a good idea".
We've been making room for doom,
and more ways to spread fear.


And now our days, they slip away,
we fight, kill and abuse.
We cant get on and so we bomb,
those with different views.

So we fight wars, break natures laws,
and leave love far behind.
We wonder why the planets dying,
you beginning to see why?

We just dont care either here or there,
one way or the other.
As long as beer is in the fridge,
our bellies lined with blubber.

We see THE DOOM there on the news
and think "gee..thats so so sad"
..but pass the chips and the spicy dip...
and change the channel dad