What's the world coming to and where will it go?
 The hole in the sky where the sunshine gets in
 It dries up the land as it mucks up your skin
 And I don't know why, who will reveal?
 Maybe it's imaginary, maybe it's real
 We wash all the food and we peel off the skin
 But what is the point if it's poisoned within?
 Now I don't know why we say ok
 Maybe it's imaginary, hope it's not too late
 And when in the summer we go to the sea
 The things floating by aren't what we want to see
 And I'd change it all if I had one wish
 I'd never go swimming with those nuclear fish
 Maybe those imaginary rivers run dry
 But if it's true then I'd like to know why
 I don't know much but I'd like to know why