The E Song

Oooooh Oooooh Oooh This is a song for the sea that goes dry The wilderness land poisonous air This is a song for a mother who cries Her loving children hands are red FIGHT Crystal clear our rivers gleamed So long ago it feels like a dream Oh no This is a song for the sea that goes dry The wilderness land poisonous air This is a song for a mother who cries Her loving children hands are red FIGHT FIGHT Watch as smoke stacks choke the sky Who's the culprit telling lies Oh no This is a song for the sea that goes dry The wilderness land poisonous air This is a song for a mother who cries Her loving children hands are red FIGHT Let the morbid cultivate See what world that they'd create Oh no This is a song for the sea that goes dry The wilderness land poisonous air This is a song for a mother who cries Her loving children hands are red FIGHT FIGHT Oooooh Oooooh This is a song for the sea that goes dry The wilderness land poisonous air This is a song for a mother who cries Her loving children hands are red FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT