Kill Your Idols. Other. The Hippie Song. Zeneszám

So much to say but hasn't it all been said? Will we heed the words or ignore them instead? We can't keep going at this violent pace, rainforest destruction, what a terrible waste. What gives you the right to destroy the land our mother earth we need to take a stand. When it's all used up, that's when we will care. Our eyes will be open, when the land is bare When the birds stop singing and the sun burns red, It will be too late, we might all be dead