How bad do we let things get? Should we wait until the planet can't sustain life anymore? Should we wait until it's 100 degrees F in the Artic? Until wildfires blanket entire continents or the last glacier is gone? Should we wait until fascist billionaires take even more from us? Until there are Flock cameras at every mail box? Maybe we should wait until the wells run dry or the tornadoes never stop. When is it going to be enough? I'm so tired of seeing things getting worse. Every. Single. Day. I'm ready. I've been ready. How about you?
How do we coordinate? How do we look after each other? What is the signal? If we don't work together then we are just continuing our slow march to destruction to the drum of the parasitic billionaires. Please, for us, for the cats, the dogs, the birds and trees. The fish and the whales, the beatles and the centipedes. Please tell me it's worth it to you, that you're willing to get uncomfortable, that you're willing to fight. There are more of us than them, and we are rapidly running out of time to make that mean something.
If the sun vaporized one day
And the moon just faded away
Would we still, keep going on
At this pit of the mining pace
Should the birds fall to the ground
And the fish die of thirst
Would we still keep on living
The way it's always been
Now if the air could burn my lungs
And the earth were only rocks
Would it make us stop and realize
That we rot, that we can't go on like this
Devil, oh, devil
Why don't you tell me why
I'm a slave in these desperate times
In this time that we could almost choose
The color of our children's eyes
Can we still, keep going on living
When the monster turns on us
Before the sun doesn't rise one day, huh
And the moon just dies away
There is one thing
(What?)
One thing what, uh
That we'll never change
Is that we're only learning to survive
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Devil, oh, devil
Why don't you tell me why
I'm a slave in these desperate times
If the sun vaporized one day
And the moon just faded away
Would we still, keep going on
At this pit of the mining pace
Should the birds fall to the ground
And the fish die of thirst
And the earth were only rocks
Would we still keep on living
The way it's always been
Now if the air could burn my lungs
And the earth were only rocks
Would it make us stop and realize
That we can't go on like this
Devil, oh, devil
Why don't you tell me why
I'm a slave in these desperate times
Devil, oh, devil
Why don't you tell me why
I'm a slave in these desperate times