Don't you see we're burning
That we have no chance, are lost
That we always live in the past
And have no time to say goodbye
Don't you see that life is lost
That our feet are catching frost
That our hands are totally lost
And there's no way
Bad gods pray
Bad gods pray
Forget your things, forget your car
With less doing, you can go, go far
Forget TV, forget your money
Life can be less busy, it's easy