My time on Earth may have been short and sweet
But more than enough to see
The grave changes to the planet
And to everything around me
I may have been breathing for just a second
A speck of sand dwarfed by a shore
But it’s long enough to see waters rising
And that there ain’t gonna be no beach any more
We shot old Harambe right in his cage
(Shouldda been safe in there ‘til he died of old age)
Mowed him down because we can’t control our kids anymore
Frightened to be strict and see the purpose of laws
While PC, Health & Safety got us real tight by the balls.
We’re mowing down the planet too, like some alcoholic gardener
Poisoning the ocean, killing the rivers, screwing the biosphere
There was a third more biodiversity in ‘75 than now
So much already gone…still more to follow
And we keep making hungry mouths like there’s no tomorrow.
How’s it gonna be on this overcrowded boat
Hurtling downstream to the falls?
Has our fate been sealed by the rise of technology
(Our obsession with media and dumb-assed celebrity?)
Or are we simply lacking the balls?
Coz we gotta start turning this boat around
And we gotta do it fast
In 100 years it’ll be too late
Our kids will be breathing their last!
Funny how you don’t see stuff coming
Til it lands right at your feet
But now it’s big, fat and looming
In letters 10 feet deep
We can’t say we weren’t warned
(Coz they’ve been doing that for years
Singing songs of Armageddon and stoking up our fears)
So it’s time to man-up and take decisions bold and brave
Coz Technology’s head may be touching the stars
But its soul is still in a cave.