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WHEN IT STARTS TO GET HOT
This is the time of lost possessions,
 Of rambling landfills across the terrain
Thrown into the big long wait 
For recovery at a later date
We got pockets of poison, more than we need,
Better throw some out before we bleed.
Before we bleed, bleed to death, 
Better find us a way to clean up this mess.
Clean up this mess, it’s all we can do, 
If we’re gonna carry on like we all want to.

The air we breathe is heavy now 
With the smoke of the pipe and the smell of the cow
And try as we may, we can’t beat the wind,
 No, the wind will whup us again and again.
Again and again, it’s bringing down, 
The coastal cities and the inland towns. It’ll knock you over, it’ll knock me down, too,
It’ll strip your flagpole of its red, white and blue.
Red, white and blue, is that all you got? Well, it won’t mean a thing when it starts to get hot.

Well, the water you drink is filtered and strained
Cause it comes from the sky in a toxic rain, 
A toxic rain like a venomous snake, 
Fillin’ the river, the pond and the lake.
Smothering fish, deforming the land,
It’s time we gave mother nature a hand.
Mother Nature sure needs a hand 
From every single woman and man
Woman and man, red, white and blue, 
If we don’t work together it’ll all be through.
As I stand watching this dirty sunset, 
I think about poison and I think about death.
Think about death and all we have wrought
With just about every thing we have bought.
Things we have bought, things we have sold, 
Have you every thought that you might not grow old?
Might not grow old, you might die young In the waters of the flood or the glare of the sun. 
Glare of the sun, the wind knocks you down, too, 
It’ll strip your flagpole of its red, white and blue.
Red, white and blue, is that all you got? Well, it won’t mean a thing when it starts to get hot.
It won’t mean a thing when it starts to get hot.