Too many times, We've shrugged it off, Now, we're about to discover, That's over. Too many fines, We haven't paid off, Now, we're about to discover, That's over. All of our wines, The way that we scoff, Well... we're about to discover, That's over. Due to our spew, We wheeze n' cough, Until we discover, We're over. Ate what we contaminate, All the while breathin' what we befoul, At this pace... It won't be long 'till the human race, Is no longer known as clever, Rather, "That's Over."
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