We live in lands of sorrow
Our life doesn't seem to sing
Sometimes i want to burrow
Just not to see the thing
I hear 'Man, i don't care'
I hear 'Man, just give up'
No one has cheer to share
And drinks his own cup
The minds of us are melted
The only thought is cash
But if you do not have it
You are just useless ash
We salve us with illusion
That nature is ok
But hey, guys, stop pollution
Or die of acid rain
Switch on the television
And watch the daily news
And then make the decision
Not to see bloody views
We live in lands of sorrow
Where everyone’s like rat
What will occur tomorrow?
Please, someone answer that..
The lands of sorrow
© Copyright: Александр Коробочкин, 2009
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