Our Home - Bang

White sand, majestic, sparkling snow

Clean rivers, unspoiled, free to flow

He gave, these treasures, for our home

Uncaring, destruction, we have shown

Our gift, we’ve wasted it yeah

We’ve thrown away, yeah

This was to be our home

This was to be our home

Starving victims, fleeing blindly

Fighting death’s, clutching hand

Tin foiled hot dogs, by the thousands

Rotting sweetly, on the land

Unread leaflets bless your doorstep

Reeking rivers filled with foam

Sulfur clouds, gag each new day

My god this was to be our home

This was to be our home

This was to be our home, Yeah