I had a dream about the apocalypse it didn’t look like this,
Blazing sunshine & tribal tatts our backs turned on the abyss
This doesn’t look like chaos, something a bit more like bliss
In the February sunshine,
Still nothing feels amiss
This doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
The globe is warming oceans rising, the forests’ soft red glow
Our sunkissed bodies are advertising we don’t want to know,
This doesn’t look like chaos, something far more tantalising
Our life support we’re vandalising
And it looks so mesmerising
This doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Doesn’t look this chaos
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
Politicians will drown under the rising of seas, before they take this threat to existence seriously
