Lyrics:

1990
Writer: David Bellamy

What's this world comin' to
What's gonna be left here for me and you
What are our children gonna do
What's this world comin' to

Got a big ol' hole in the ozone
Pollution's fillin' up the air
All the kids there in the public schools
You know, they haven't got a prayer

They're spilling oil all over Alaska
Cutting down the redwood trees
Gettin' our children on the ? milk
Have become a normal part of society

What's this world comin' to
What's gonna be left here for me and you
What are our children gonna do
What's this world comin' to

Ain't eatin' fish from the ocean
Can't drink the water from a stream
All this talk about cleanin' up this mess
Is just a twenty first century dream

The Amazon jungle is vanishing
Politics is such a drag
If you want another opinion, folks
Ask ol' Merle what he thinks about burnin' flags

What's this world comin' to
What's gonna be left here for me and you
What are our children gonna do
What's this world comin' to

Maybe we could write our congressman
To see what difference he could make
Find out if he really gives a damn
Or if he's on the take

Maybe the preacher could ask the Lord
To help us all to help ourselves
That is if ol' brother so-and-so
Not to busy with the call girls and the press

What's this world comin' to
What's gonna be left here for me and you
What are our children gonna do
What's this world comin' to
What's this world comin' to