Meltdown
Meltdown, we're living in a meltdown
Birds falling from the sky now, falling in the sea
Meltdown, we're living in a meltdown
Wake up in the morning, emergency
'Cause we're now living in a very wild world
We're boiling frogs, it's a Facebook blur, oh yeah
Got a ringside seat for the final countdown
Put Santos on the spot with the right wing-clowns, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
So hold me, c'mon, won't you hold me?
Hold me 'til the morning opens up the day
Meltdown, freedom isn't sanctuary, it's responsibility
For getting with the plan
'Cause we're now living in a very wild world
We're boiling frogs, it's a Facebook blur, oh yeah
Got a ringside seat for the final countdown
Put X on the dot with the right wing-clowns, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Hanging by the barest thread, silver lining turns to lead
We can be those fallen angels, rising up to take our time instead
Put the fires out, gaol the planet haters
Play to win put them in the dock, oh yeah
Oh yeah, must I get you to know
All of the time that we're wasting and so?
Down the track, thru the trees
Kant and Hildegard could not see
Our bare feet are scalded by the sand
(Meltdown) meltdown's no weird fantasy
(Living in a meltdown) I won't succumb to the grief
(Birds falling from the sky now) the ending is no more torching the land
So hold me, we'll be in good company
Taking on the meltdown and getting with the plan
Birds falling from the sky now, falling in the sea
Meltdown, we're living in a meltdown
Wake up in the morning, emergency
'Cause we're now living in a very wild world
We're boiling frogs, it's a Facebook blur, oh yeah
Got a ringside seat for the final countdown
Put Santos on the spot with the right wing-clowns, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
So hold me, c'mon, won't you hold me?
Hold me 'til the morning opens up the day
Meltdown, freedom isn't sanctuary, it's responsibility
For getting with the plan
'Cause we're now living in a very wild world
We're boiling frogs, it's a Facebook blur, oh yeah
Got a ringside seat for the final countdown
Put X on the dot with the right wing-clowns, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Hanging by the barest thread, silver lining turns to lead
We can be those fallen angels, rising up to take our time instead
Put the fires out, gaol the planet haters
Play to win put them in the dock, oh yeah
Oh yeah, must I get you to know
All of the time that we're wasting and so?
Down the track, thru the trees
Kant and Hildegard could not see
Our bare feet are scalded by the sand
(Meltdown) meltdown's no weird fantasy
(Living in a meltdown) I won't succumb to the grief
(Birds falling from the sky now) the ending is no more torching the land
So hold me, we'll be in good company
Taking on the meltdown and getting with the plan
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Writer(s): Peter Garrett
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