Wicked

from The Joke Isn't Funny But It Goes Like This by Pierce Murphy

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This one is the turn.

I'm genuinely horrified by where climate change actually comes from: hubris. Just bold faced, self-aggrandized arrogance in the face of reality. Again, ambition has such a double edge. We achieve amazing feats of technology and knowledge, and we drive those feats so hard that they break the natural world that begat them. All for this stupid game we play called money. We'll burn our own houses down for it. We'll sacrifice our loved ones and their happiness. We'll choke on the ashes, so long as our pockets are fat. It's literally insane. And it's very much our reality at the moment.

Mamma is the earth. I don't know who Papa is. God? Humanity? Industry? Whoever it is, they're not treating our Mother with the respect she deserves. And that's a trespass we literally cannot ignore. Cus when she's done with us, she'll still be here. We will be dust in her murky waters, but she'll be here just the same.

lyrics

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Basking in the only sun
Yeah, we won the war
Got it all stretched over us
But wish that there was more

More to be done
More to be used
More to be won
More to consume, come on baby

Take it like it's all we got
For all we know it is.

Baking in the only sun
You'd think that we would learn
If Jericho was something won
Hiroshima was earned

Oh where could we stay
That wouldn't collapse
Under our weight
Under our grasp, come on baby

See them stars flow over us
I wonder how they burn...

Some say there's more to this than that
We got to trust the higher plan
Just put yourself in Papa's hands
You know you're wicked

We ran the superior race
We get to salt the earth to taste
Papa say Mamma got no shame
You know you're wicked

That's what you get now, Mamma
That's what you get for being soft
That's what you get now, Mamma
That's what you get now

We don't drink the water here
That shit isn't safe
But all the plastic's crystal clear
To thrive is to waste

Oh baby you know
We made our mark
Fire in the hole
Flash in the dark

And when we're gone
Whoever comes next
Will know we were strong
Know we were best

Wish there was more
More to deplete
Pulled from the core
Dragged from the sea

And when were gone
Whatever remains
Will know we were here
Remember our name