Floods, fires and deadly heat are the alarm bells of a planet on the brink
We’ve tried nothing and we’re all out of ideas.
You know when you go to a funeral and everybody’s so happy because it’s not them. I think the future is gonna be that way , just a great big ole love fest. After the panicking hordes. Gotta survive those panicking hordes.
We should probably do something, but what?
Add some reverb and bass to the alarm bells, get this party jumping!