Lyrics:
a reborn hell
Your ivory tower is where you dwell
Gulping its vital lifeblood, pollution's rising high
You squeeze it out, you leave it dry
Choking
on air pollution
I'd walk the streets of Baghdad at dawn
To find a real solution
Write down my soul for the people to read
I'd make my secrets known
When I get my train fare, I'll get up and run
I'm ready for the city, air pollution here I come
'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for
When I get my train fare, I'll get up and run
I'm ready for the city, air pollution here I come
'Cause I'm a fool for the city, I'm a fool for
like you did when you
First came here
Keep talking about the president won't stop air pollution
Put your hand over your mouth when you cough, that'll
you're here
Well, you goin' out the world backwards
Like you did when you first come here
Keep talkin' 'bout the president
It won't stop air
thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof
What language do they speak
On your behalf
Industrial thing
Abbreviate outerspace
OS
Operating system
Bombs remind US of freedom
Puking knives
Stabbing
fielding complaints from your daughter
Like daddy why the air feel hotter every day
Why the green fields all fade to gray
Because we know but we knew too
Another year, it passes by
Looking out at the industrial sky
A light comes in, it's you
A package arrives, it takes me too
A world I have forgotten
lonely ice float
Paddling without safe shore or any hope
Oh the stress of this industrial caress
Do you feel like you're gonna win?
Because this game is
Now tell me, what the fuck is this I see
A raging hate this sights leave in me... despair
Reducing the air to breathe, no oxygen,
No way to live,
far south
Til there ain't no more south to go
Shuck the black-eyed peas
Make my onions green
The air's so hot
Its like chicken grease
Poverty is
pre-industrial air
Kersplat
Car lands directly on top of Longinus
Spear bitch was trying to steal my kill anyway
Crucifixition rubbernecks scared off by future
one and why else would they
The air is unfit to breathe, our food is unfit to eat
It's an inferno land, pollutions recognize the icecaps are melting
Storm out mi Prada
Watch a bum holla
Watch em run, hit the floor
Told em come, come
No
Throw your guns up pon di air
Blow!
And it was written
Up
centres of life for so many a creature
Beauty without defence, polluted, never to replenish
Collage, blue and green, seen as golden industrial sites
behind smelly streets
Electric cars, electric cars
Come on now it's common sense
With so much air pollution, can you think of a solution?
Dumbo, get in
It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!
It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!
It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!
It's warfare, throw your hands in the air!
Wave them all around because the police care?
Don't even try to test them, don't even fix your hair!
tune with the sky
Well, we tried
Now everyone can share what's left
We can share our breath
We can share the air pollution
We can all control the sun
that I can't stop spinning
Pollution in the air that I won't stop breathing
I'm coming to terms with always failing
And nothing ever seems to be stopping
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