Clouds gather,as the wind it whirls,
take cover every boy and girl,
rivers rising,nowhere to go
the mighty winds can sweep us away
WHEN MOTHER NATURE LEAVES HER CALLING CARD,
WE'LL HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE,
FOR ALL THE DUMPING AND LAND WE WASTE,
PAYING A STEEP PRICE,
volcano's blow when they reach critical mass
lava flows into the sea
the blistering heat can boil our blood,
yet theres nowhere,,nowhere to run
the cold and wind can freeze our souls
leave us frozen from head to toe
the blistering heat can turn trees to ash
no more highways no more streets
