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Thermal count is rising in perpetual writhing

The primordial ooze and the sanity they lose

Awakened in the morning to more air pollution warnings

Still we sleepwalk off to work while our ne-ne-ne-nervous systems jerk

Pretending not to notice how history had forebode us

With the green house in effect our environment was wrecked

Now I can only laugh as I read our epitaph

We end our lives as moles in the dark of dawn patrol