Now let me tell you a story
Of the people who love to have glory
They ought to be in a zoo
They are called the Namuh
They care about their figure
Even though they get disfigured
They cut off pieces of themselves
And rearrange them like bookshelves
Then they stuff it with nature
And become a beautiful creature
At least it's what they think
But in reality they actually sink
They are greedy little beasts
Who pretend they are like priests
They love to be in control
So they make a big hole
In another innocent Namuh
Their brains are as big as a corksrew
They think they are so intelligent
And are a powerful element
They think they rule the earth
And some when they give birth
They'll throw the thing away
And go off their own way
They like to destroy their homes
So soon they'll all be in catacombs
They are the cause of global warming
That's why our world is transforming
Into this polluted place
This is the ending of our race
Because of the Namuhs
Now you are probably confused
Who are they you say
They are who invented Saturday
Now, look at the word Namuh and zoom in
Because Namuh backwards is human
Now, every time you look around
You'll see the world burning down
You'll stop you'll stare then you'll think
Soon your heart will begin to sink
Trees are chopped the water brown
Do you think we're burning down?
Because Namuhs are a letdown
Are we dying? Are we living?
Are we asking for forgiving?
I can see us going down
As I look upon and frown
Why anger?why war?
What are we asking for?
Are we dying? Are we living?will we evet know?
It depends if care we show
All I'm asking you is for,
To care and to adore
This place we call home
With its beautiful sea foam
And it's wonderful woods
Appreciate all it's goods
So please spread the word
I know you might think it's absurd
And I'm overreacting, but it's true
Soon this will be our future
