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 Lyrics: 
 We see it on tv we get calls on the phoneBy the prophets of doom they won't leave us alone
 The planet is dying and there's no time to spare
 They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair
 We get enough bad news to harden our hearts
 This fear what we feed on is what's keeping us apart
 To say that we doomed is just an obvious remark
 And it don't make you right it just keep you in the dark
 I don't want to live angry
 I don't want to live scared
 I don't need no more prophets crying
 'brother beware'
 Just put some work in my hand
 And give me a dollar to spare
 And don't let me sow those seeds of despair
 Well this earth is a graveyard it will swallow our bones
 It was here long before us it will be here when we're gone
 And it's a vain generation that looks for a sign
 Don't you think we could make better use of our time
 Yeah, the air could be cleaner and the water could be too
 But what we do to each other are the worst things that we do
 And we can treasure our freedoms behind our locked doors
 But god speed the day when we're lonely no more
 I don't want to live angry
 I don't want to live scared
 I don't need no more prophets crying
 'brother beware'
 Just put some work in my hand
 And give me a dollar to spare
 And don't let me sow those seeds of despair
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