Yo, yo, yo, yo
[Chorus:]
Global warming
The storm is brewing
Once the methane the rest is ensuing
Global warning
The storm is brewing
Once the methane is released the peace is ruined

I think the beast is pursuing massive global destruction
Because they instigate such shit
By provoking, controlling production
Introducing corruption, they got us fussin’
At the same time, increasing pollution and ceasing discussion
Sublime images designed to mess with my mind
Propellers and accelerators, accelerating a crime
Against humanity, at an exponentially-compounding rate
No doubt with plenty unforeseen consequences we create
Combustion itself is a problem
Waste is violence while the surplus is rotting
Methane decaying, while we riding, aimlessly
Blazing blunts to stunt our awakening, sang with me:

[Chorus repeats]

Peace, what peace?
Our piece, what seems like peace is a dream of feasting on greed and meats that we shouldn’t eat
Without need
What seems like peace is spiritual disease
Ignorance is your insides, you can’t hide from the why
Wisen up, ‘cause why is not enough
Open your eyes up
Take a peek around the corner, after the peak of oil is reached
And supply slowly decrease, we gonna die, we’s a goner, if we don’t think
Realize it’s already past due
A lifestyle change to rearrange and even halt further damage
But there’s already so much damage doomed
It’s like karma is Newton’s law of physics, it’s gonna hit us
And the media never asked, why we’re the target for bombs of terrorists?
It’s perilous, that means danger
Is that jet that drops those bombs burning that fuel in the hangar
While I see bumper stickers that ask, what would Jesus do, in his manger?
He’d probably slash the tires on your Ford Ranger
The fact that supply has to come down to a remainder
For us to take action is blaspheme
I’m asking, where’s the passion?
And what’s the worth of ambition
When you lack compassion in your mission?
When you’re still trapped in a polluted prison?
When you hear the truth and you still won’t listen?
When will you listen?

Between blood and guts and guns and bombs
We must not fuss, we must remain calm
‘Cause killing’s wrong, and violence is not the answer
I ask for peace, but silence is the only answer
They say violence is not the answer
I ask for peace, but silence is the only answer

So silence is the only answer
So silence is the only answer
Silence, silence (whispers, repeats)

Up in this jagged system I follow pacifism
But our decisions lack this wisdom
So I’m asking for precision
Our complacent boredom is killing me slowly
Might as well go out in a blaze of glory