Runrig - Pog Aon Oidhche Earraich Lyrics
Across the skies the monuments standShrines of wonder, man worshipping manComputer ethics mock a dying landDown below like rats in a cageSuccess, survival, two needles in hayIt's Romans One facing satan's starePull down the forests we need more woodExtend the grazing we need more foodBurning our bridges before the floodOut on the oceans where it's relatively safeIt's not so easy being big as a whaleWe're all in a race on a bigger scaleHomosapien, I've had enoughHomosapien, I'm giving upAt best your wisdom's a shot in the darkSo make yourself pretty, make yourself richLeopardskin, sealskin, money and sexApartheid, genocide, thalidomide, lifeIt's your choiceBut mountainsAre holy placesAnd beauty is freeWe can still walkThrough the gardenOur earth was once green