My clothes cost a lot
Handmade by children
Next year, they're in a box
Goin' to a fresh start in Williamsburg
Daydream at the house
Still in the shower
I've heard about the drought
But my Brito runneth over
It's hard to place
So maybe the planet dies
Maybe there's no God to hear us cry
When the air starts to make us sick
It's not a matter of politics
Somehow if we raise kids in a dying world
I hope they'll learn to love
Better than us
Drvin' to the store
Twenty a gallon (Yeah)
Might be fundin' war
But at least my grocery bags are reusable
So maybe the planet dies
Maybe there's no God to hear us cry
When the air starts to make us sick
It's not a matter of politics
Somehow if we raise kids in a dying world
I hope they'll learn to love
Better than us
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