Lyrics

I switch on my TV and all I see is that
These funny people messing up with our future and
They blind us with pandemic, war, and other shit
So that we cannot see, so that we cannot bee
They raise our bills, they charge us for the air we breathe
We like billion bees piled up on a bunch of trees
A flagless army feeding modern slavery
How fucked up is it?! How fucked up is it?!
Upon all of us there's no God indeed
No nations, no values, just companies
I see no empathy in this humanity
All is vanity, a fuckin tragedy!
They cut the trees and even poison water we drink
They like billion flees suckin human dignity
No help, no more dinners for families
How fucked up is it?! How fucked up is it?!
*José Mujica's speech*
Every child deserves free education
Every mother every grandma needs affections
No fuckin' place on earth needs a queen
We just need a place that welcome anyone in between
All the things in between, everyone in between
All the things in between
Written by: Leo Pesci
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