The leaves for years were growing,
The embers small were glowing.
The inferno tall billowing,
And the oil keeps flowing.
The tundra once was snowing;
The permafrost is showing;
The rot of millenia narrowing;
And the oil keeps flowing.
The gulfs are full of sorrowing;
Leaks and bursts upflowing;
Environmental damage harrowing;
And the oil keeps flowing.
Thew wells, corporations are stowing;
The guns and bullets are glowing;
Another sand city overthrowing;
And the oil keeps flowing.
