The Sky is black and you can't see the sun

and I know it's gone for a reason

The Eagle has landed on the moon

and the weather is all of one season

In the holy book it reads

Look for the signs and you can see

That the earth is dying from the flilt and the sort

and soon we'll be leaving

and the ground is dead

and you can't grow a thing

and it dosn't matter what your breathing

If we have used our heads this land would not have been dead



Look around my friends

and you will see

That there's nothin left here for you and me



You walk out the door and you fall on the floor

and don't no what it is that your smelling

and there's dirt in your eyes

and your wondering why

how long we've got to live, there's no telling

Well the moon is turning red

and soon we'll all be dead



Look around my friend

and you can see

That's there's nothin left here for you and me