Ice Age

Well I heard the news that, just the other day

Now I feel there's, something I must say

Well the darkness come(s) too often

Time next year I'll build my coffin

Made out of lead so X-rays cannot see

Well we gotta be free

Oh political men they burn their lives out talkin' We people of the earth just keep on walkin'

Well we don't know what to say

Only live our lives as slaves

All we can do is race on to the grave

Well we gotta get away

Well they're much too old to, care about the future

They're sewing up the past with shining sutures

Well it's immortality they crave

Days are done so now they're brave

Life will live in books for fools and slaves

Well we gotta get away

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