Put your head out of the window
invisible dust is in the air
black gold and smoke control this fucking world
for their money, we can't breathe again
When the last bison has been killed
When the last trout has been fished
When you chop down the last tree
Only that day, and never before
Only then will you understand
that you can't eat all your greenbacks
Time is not a friend, it's running out so fast
You can't raise your voice against deaf ears
We've got to renounce something, ah, now you know!
this is for our well-being
When the last bison has been killed
When the last trout has been fished
When you chop down the last tree
Only that day, and never before
Only then will you understand
that you can't eat all your greenbacks
When the last bison has been killed
When the last trout has been fished
When you chop down the last tree
Only that day, and never before
Only then will you understand
that the time has come and we're walking on the edge
walking on the edge
walking on the edge
walking on the edge

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