Song of the Children (Nyah Nyah Yeh No We're Not Listenin')
Lyrics
The end is coming, ain't ya heard the diesels running out?
All over town the lights are sure nuff goin down
What you gonna do, what you gonna do, what you gonna do?
Ain't ya heard? the seas are surely rising up
Along the shore the floor's where the horizon was
What you gonna do, what you gonna do, what you gonna do
What you gonna do, what you gonna do?
It's there in the paper's so easy to read, no-one's expecting to cure the disease
And you can tell by the faces you meet in the street, no-one's expecting to cure the disease
Ain't ya noticed how the season's seeming out of sorts?
Rhyme and reason leaving us in dischord, what we gonna do, what we gonna do, what we gonna do?
Ain't ya listening to the questions that i'm givin you?
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
What we gonna do, what we gonna do, what we gonna do, what we gonna do?
It's there in the paper's so easy to read, no-one's expecting to cure the disease
And you can tell by the faces you meet in the street, no-one's expecting to cure the disease
Nyah nyah, nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah, nyah nyah nyah nyah
We're not listenin, we're not listenin
What the fuck d'you have to do to get a common sense view
When the skies are fallin round yer ears an no-one seems to care enough to even be aware enough
Isn't it just pitiful, isn't it just pitiful, pity fools rule tall like always
That's cool you've got your games and that's fine you do your thing
I'll do mine but in the meantime would you mind not killin every fuckin every fuckin thing
Every fuckin every fuckin thing, every fuckin every fuckin thing
If you could, that'd be nice, cheers
Writer(s): Happy the Accidents
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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