The Nightmare
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We're running out of time
No time to lie and be idle
The ecstasy of the world is burning up
Flash floods from a three-day rain
That lasted an hour drowns the poor
While the people with means survive
The wind is blowing queerly stronger
Causing their shacks to tumble
There's no hope for this species
For ther power in charge is getting kickbacks
From Standard Oil and their products
Letting the earth die
No one, not even, the next generation can stop it
As the nightmare comes true
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