Album: other songs

Down The Drain

I was driftin’ down the highway,
in the early morning rain.
Like water in the gutter,
I felt going down the drain.
I thought of the world around me,
and felt it had gone insane.
I had prayed to God´n prayed to man,
but always prayed in vain

Chorous:
Don’t kill the birds and flowers,
and the rivers and the trees
Don’t take away the sunshine,
and the humming of the bees,
Don’t poison all around us.
Don’t kill the seven seas.
Give the unborn child a future,
with a gentle summers breeze

And I thought of mighty leaders,
in the countries I have been.
Politicians - men and women,
all greedy cold and mean.
They never bothered looking,
beyond their wall or screen;
but acting like it wasn’t there,
all the misery I’ve seen.

All those preachers of religion,
I think they’re deaf and blind.
‘Cause no one seems to care about,
the prayers on my mind.
They only listen to themselves
and praise their Lord so kind.
They hold their holy cross up front,
and (they) never look behind

And most people I have talked to,
they live within a shell.
They clearly cannot see from there,
we’re heading straight for hell.
They cannot see the link between,
the dying trees and me;
they’re looking at a dying world,
with eyes that cannot see