A new serum eradicates the illness
   An old man rises from his wheelchair
   When suffering unknown attacks the painless
   And common animals are becoming rare
   As water spins in circles twice
   Spiders, snakes and the little mice
   Get twisted around and tumble down
   When Nature calls we all shall drown
   If the earth is dying of a growing thirst
   Rain shall fall on dried out soil
   And every kind of bud shall burst
   A sough of relief to insects - turmoil
   As water spins in circles twice
   Spiders, snakes and the little mice
   Get twisted around and tumble down
   When Nature calls we all shall drown