Roll Over

Billions of people, one loaf of bread

We've run out of petrol, the Gulf Stream's dead

Last tree on the planet, last fish in the sea

The last glass of water, well give it to me

Trillions of chopsticks are used every day

Not counting the cartons of snide takeaway

Where has it all come from? Where has it all gone?

If money can't buy it, then something's gone wrong

Can't sleep at night

Lie in a sweat

Don't prickle your conscience

You'll get your feet wet

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

Every man for himself becomes the war cry

We'll take to the bunkers and shut out the sky

Let's face it, we've had it, we've rotted it up

We've blathered the planet and squandered the stuff

Old school religions are running the show

Aristocrats and politicos are having their go

It's not what you are, it's who that you know

The ship doesn't sail if the wind doesn't blow

Can't sleep at night

You've left it too late

Let go of the wheel

And open the gate

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

Roll over, why don't ya?

You've screwed up the ocean, you've blighted the land

You've kyboshed everything that's passed through your hands

You've flooded the valleys, polluted the sky

Poisoned the rivers and you've let people die

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Roll over