Mother Nature and Father Man-Made

Snow in the rain making fun of the sun Trying to mock its way back home But the orchids grow in the thunder storm Making way for a good day Making way for a good day Tall trees begin to rot away Giving way for the young to age And the creatures begin to embark on a journey Where they can be safe Away Far away from the cruel fate We made it go back home We do We made it grow in the storm We do We made the old trees degrade We do We wrote the cruel fate Corporate buildings grow like the mushrooms flow After the melting snow The greedy hunting for stock like hawks and coyotes Vultures munching on carrion Carcasses and carrion You'll see Us drowning in seas Of garnered beauty are teased for what they believe So we led our dreams to adapt the stupid concept of Survival of the fittest Hey Our road you shall not pave For us For We make the buildings bloom We do We hunt like dying crooks We do We swallow whole we lose We do We eat carrion too We created the stupid par We do Isolated the free-willed ones We do Thank god from the apprenticed benighted birdbrained cretinous dense Green illiterate imbecelic in the dark inexperienced insensible Mindless misinformed moronic naive nescient Oblivious obtuse shallow thick unconversant Unconscious uncultivated uncultured untaught Uneducated unenlightened uninitiated uninformed Unsuspecting unlearned unlettered unintellectual Unmindful unread unschooled unknowledgeable Untrained unwitting witless ones We do We wrote the cruel fate Acid in the rain Playing with the sun cremating a thousand holes And dear belladonnas Growing in cyclones Making way for a grim day Making way for a grim day