Our words aren’t meant to say something
Repeating endlessly like a ring
Though we try as much as we can
But the reality doesn’t understand a man
As much as we hope something will change
It’s an illusion, sad and strange
All is about having money
It’s neither exciting nor funny
An illusion of environmental safety
Companies would do everything for money, probably
That’s so shocking but mainly true
So it doesn’t help to fill big wounds with glue
Money, so important for the companies
That they would even let oil into the seas
Working conditions aren’t fair for all
As long as we hope, the exploitation will never fall