.Itâs raining, like there would be no tomorrow,
For all the laying battery cities and the present world order.
It didnât rain for a long, long time,
The ground got dusty fissured, and dry.
Billions of slaves are groaning under the
Planetary work machine that eats in Africa,
Dige.
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