Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)

Whoa, oh mercy, mercy me Oh, things ain't what they used to be, no, no Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows From the north, and south, and east Whoa mercy, mercy me (mercy) Oh, things ain't what they used to be Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas Fish full of mercury, oh, oh, mercy, mercy me Oh, things ain't what they used to be, oh no Radiation underground and in the sky Animals and birds who live nearby are dying Oh mercy, mercy me Ah things ain't what they used to be What about this overcrowded land? How much more abuse from man can she stand? Oh, na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, ooh