God Of Fossil Fuel

Well you don't need the papers

to inform you where we are

or another zealot preacher

with his soapbox and guitar

but what do you think the consequence

of apathy invites

when we plan our children's future

with the shortest range of sight

The global leaders bargain in their politics and power

while our next generations born

in earth's eleventh hour

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When the trees are made of plastic

and there's no more oil to drill

when Africa is empty

and the zoos are finally filled

we'll sacrifice our children at the alter

to the God of fossil fuel

When you're sitting on the sofa

with your junk food and a beer

the third world's just a commercial

for the bleeding liberal ear

so you change it to a sitcom

to avoid the hungry voice

that simply sad solution

is a coward's drug of choice

I bet you'll see it clearly

through a younger pair of eyes

the bleakness of the globe as they inherit our demise

Chorus

Dad what are these animals? I found them them in a book

Son they once roamed Africa

'till their habitat was took

The answers are so painful

to the questions my son asks

humans just don't see tragedy unless they're

looking in the past

If the answers are immediate

and geared toward present tense

the distant repercussions

won't be felt at our expense

in a thousand years from now

when only desert sand is left

will those who caution foresight

wonder why the world was deaf?

I know we'd see it clearly

through a younger pair of eyes

the bleakness of the globe as they inherit our demise

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