Live - Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd lyrics

Pollution, Cain, and misery

Oceans of golden mystery

Armies boisterous and armies loud

Portraits of a vicious crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now

Hey man, you`re all that I have

Me, myself, myself and I

Were born to work and born the die

I have chosen my anthems

Of these I am proud

Portraits of a divided crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now