All Around I See The Face
Of The Ones With Broken Hearts
Why Such Despair In The World
Where Would You Like Me To Start
Earth Is Burning As It Turns
Global Warming Has Occurred
Stil We Pump Out Gas And Oil
Blame It On The Whipping Boys
We Are Running Out Of Time
I Am Not Your Whipping Boy
Of The Words I Could Say I’ll Just State The Facts
We Will No Longer Sit Back
Officials Wearing Suits And Masks
People Dying For No Gain
Decisions Made Behind A Desk
Governments Have Got No Shame
Need The People To Revolt
Now, The Time To Take A Hold
They Will Lead Us To Our Death
And Put The Blame On Someone Else
We Are Running Out Of Time
I Am Not Your Whipping Boy
Of The Words I Could Say I’ll Just State The Facts
We Will No Longer Sit Back
Feel My Words Of Rage
My Agony Reflects
On The Years We’ve Spent, In
Silence While We’re Sitting On The Fence
I’ll Put Pen To Paper, Read! My Words Won’t Be Ignored I’ll Be Heard
Like Talking Into The Ears Of The Deaf So I’ll Issue A Statement Of War
Now You Can Take My Anger, Take My Rage I’ll Force It In Your Face
Feel My Words Of Rage
My Agony Reflects
On The Years We’ve Spent, In
Silence While We’re Sitting On The Fence