Letra de The Disease Of The Dancing Cats - Bush

Infested, polluted
80 tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's bleeding there's no proof
That's no way to treat a good friend
Your whiskey talks louder
Than most things I've read you said
In situ, in place now
Sit back, unwind and relax
Big cheese is all greed
It's all relative what you needed
Happy birthday, Happy birthday
Happy birthday here's your nerve gas
All the fishermen and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
Mistrusted, disrupted
Rape land and kill a good habitat
World weary, world broken
Well spent and money, money, money, money
Injected, transmutted
80 tons of mercury dumped in the bay
It's breathing-It puts the dog in the basket
All the fishermen and their families
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All sickly growing sentimental
It's all over for urang-a-tangs
Looks like their back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for urang-a-tang
Looks like, looks like, looks like, yeah...
Invaded, downgraded
Your bile lands right on my head
Uncalled for, unwanted
My sinking zero tolerance
All the fishermen and their families
All sickly crumbling cerebellum
It's all over for the urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
All the fishermen and their families
It's all over for the urang-a-tangs
Looks like they're back on the street again
It's all over for the urang-a-tangs
Looks like it's a street again