Live – Mothe Earth Is A Vicious Crowd

Pollution, cain, and misery

Oceans of golden mystery

Armies boisterous and armies loud

Portraits of a vicious crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now

Hey man, you’re all that I have

Me myself, myself and i

Were born to work and born to die

I have chosen my anthem of these I am proud

Portraits of a divided crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now