White sand, majestic, sparkling snow Clean rivers, unspoiled, free to flow He gave, these treasures, for our home Uncaring, destruction, we have shown
Our gift, we've wasted it yeah We've thrown away, yeah This was to be our home This was to be our home
Starving victims, fleeing blindly Fighting death's, clutching hand Tin foiled hot dogs, by the thousands Rotting sweetly, on the land Unread leaflets bless your doorstep Reeking rivers filled with foam Sulfur clouds, gag each new day My god, this was to be our home
This was to be our home This was to be our home, Yeah
