I saw a man with a heavy sign
That harshly read the world is dying
On every street in every town
Too far too late to even count

What we have is little kept
When it comes to the environment
In this game of placing blame
Instead of doing anything

The crew who we listen too
Have more than a few of their screws loose
They dimmed the lights over the signs
While pulling the blinds down on our minds

Like the greatest of magic men
They used their slick slight of hand
Had us watching this not that
Doing tricks behind our backs

Now look and see the mess we're in
The world is sick and dying
Where today I wonder why
We need to be told by a guy with a sign