Murder Of The Planet Earth - It Bites

I walked right out of it, couldn’t give a damn

I’d rather go hungry

I watched a generation wash it’s hands of war

Then sleep in it’s laundry

Wonders of the world and there’s eight in all cos

It’s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all

Fat men in business with will to succeed

Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it

Murder, When your life is on the line

Murder, Why don’t you take this hand of mine

Murder, to all the ladies giving birth

Murder, it’s the murder of the planet earth

Here we go again

I walked right out of it, couldn’t give a damn

I’d rather sit crying

I’ve seen the lords and ladies pulling all the scams

They won’t escape dying

Wonders of the world and there’s eight in all cos

It’s a wonder that the wonders have such wonder at all

Fat men in business with will to succeed

Mouth off their stories of children in need, I call it

New generations will die at their births cos

It still isn’t trendy to be a friend of the earth

Murder, When your life is on the line

Murder, Why don’t you take this hand of mine

Murder, to all the ladies giving birth

Murder, it’s the murder of the planet earth

Here we go again

And all teh hills will die, Flattened by the stench of mankind

Animals in the parks forced to smile by the sickening syringes

Of genocide, bluebirds wrything in agony die struck down by

Missiles of the anti kind, as the reaper announces his coming as

The new God, we all step aside, MURDER