I woke up this morning and what did I see?
Greed, greed, greed.
I shake my head sadly, quietly decree they
Recede, recede, recede.
For there’s no more time to save this our birthplace so I
Brace, brace, brace.
As We silently will for an end to their disgraceful
Race, race, race.
Is this really surprise? Is that shock in your eyes? Well I
Pray, pray, pray.
Not like you’ve not been warned thousand times before of this
And if fear rises in you, well, take a deep breath and
Relax, relax, relax,
If you open your eyes and give up all your lies
Atman cut you slack.
But if you continue past this spiritual clue
Well then boo, hoo, hoo
There’s no more to say on this cold Easter day but
Adieu to you.