Bill Beare - Oops Lyrics

Oops!

From the welly-wet week to thundernoon
Black and bleak from July to June
All that we worked for down the drain
Done in a downpour, washed away
Place your bets; it's always true to form
That's what you get, the daily rainstorm
Wet, wet, wet, the new norm

And over there on the other side
Not a cloud to stop the blazing, brutal sunlight
Not a drizzle, nor a drop from August to July
Never any rust, just a big blue sky
Done in the dust, bone dry

Washed away in the flood, blown away in the drought
Shame we couldn't get it and figure it out
It was only two, then it was four
Some said, stop! Most said, more!
The tipping point of no return
Where one half drowns, and the other burns
Came upon us despite the rhetoric
To fulfill the promise and, at least, settle it
Get use to the pain 'cos now everybody's born
In the blinding rain or under the burning sun and into the new norm

Way past unprecedented
So much more than incredible
Mother said, 'Stop!' and she meant it
Now she's released the demons upon us all
And we'll die in our millions; you know it's the only way
She's gone, 'sorry to have to kill ya but there's just too many of you, anyway
And the rest of the flock has to take stock
Do what's necessary, for the best
'Cos we'll surely carry on when most of you are gone
And we'll duly make the best of what's left
So, thanks for your waste and your greedy wealth
Your plunder and your money
And, sorry for the sad state of your bleeding health
Goodonya humans, and thanks for coming!