Every day the sky gets lower,
And every day the tide is blacker,
And every day the flames get higher
We live like lions, we live our lives
With no more husbands, No more wives,
We let our children multiply ’cause we’re afraid of dying.
The Earth, the Earth is on fire!
We don’t have no daughter,
Let the motherfucker burn!
If we cut off the water
Then the jackals would return.
- YACHT
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