It is but the human condition
To ignore the impending doom
For life to go on as usual
To ignore the impending doom
For life to go on as usual
As I walk my streets
In the predawn breeze
I see not the beauteous universe
Just human discard
Thrown with scant disregard
In the predawn breeze
I see not the beauteous universe
Just human discard
Thrown with scant disregard
Drunk in our own ego
For we are the owners of the earth
And everything it means
It belongs to only me
For me to treat it as I please
For we are the owners of the earth
And everything it means
It belongs to only me
For me to treat it as I please
Ah! The Ego of the human condition
Believing it to be lords
Believing it to be lords
Scurries away this scant ego
On the first sign of danger
For so frail is our ego
To be scared of its own folly
On the first sign of danger
For so frail is our ego
To be scared of its own folly
Maybe the virus is the antidote
To the human virus
Whipping it out
For its time has come
To the human virus
Whipping it out
For its time has come
Your time has come
We will reclaim the earth
From the scum
Of human waste
Roar the silent trees
As they stake claim
We will reclaim the earth
From the scum
Of human waste
Roar the silent trees
As they stake claim
To God's Earth
