At the rising of the sun when I open my eyes
There's a hazy kind of light filtering across the sky
We live in danger, things seen and unseen
The air we breathe is no longer clean.
We keep on spraying our crops until we're sterlized.
All living things share the instinct, the will to survive
Genetic mutations are happening all down the line
How many times do we have to say, I wish we knew
Those sitting on the fences get affected too.
We keep on spraying our crops until we're sterilized
DDT and pesticides.
We keep on spraying our crops until we're sterlized.
Sterilized.