I hope your cheap little finger don't push the red
And your industrial friends can get
Some hard treatment that will make them scream
We're not the last ones
We're not the last ones
We're not the last
Open up your eyes
And see the world go round and round
And round
For a couple of billion years
It's been quite a routine for her
Your little man, a mighty man, dressed in collared ties
Got some new high-destructive, awful disease
Money-making, experimenting
No one gives you love
And you keep up the same attitude
We used to take everything for granted
The world is suffering
We should stop
Acting like we were the last ones here
We're not the last ones
Open up your eyes and you will feel the pain
But wipe away your tears, it's nice to be naked
In the rain
I know it could be frightening
But have no fear
I don't think you should trust her, Mr. Leary
Why do you think it's better
Panicking?
Hell, you better get high on your inner flame
It will never be the same
Respect yourself, relax and use your ears
Listen to the music, listen to the music

Listen to the magic way
It's time for you to go
Open up your eyes
And see the world go round and round
For a couple of billion years
It's been quite a routine for her
Your little man, a mighty man, dressed in collared ties
Got some new high-destructive, awful disease
Money-making, experimenting
No one gave you love
And you keep up the same attitude
We used to take everything for granted
The world is suffering
We should stop
Acting like we were the last ones here
We're not the last ones
We're not the last ones
We're not the last
Open up your eyes
And see the world go round and round
You love yourself
We'll see you next time
Bye!
Bye!
Bye!
Bye!
Bye!

Bye!
Bye!
© transcript Emily Beynon