We tore down the hills
We dug up the valleys
We pulled down the trees
Replaced them with concrete
And it's goodbye world
We conquered the south
We carved up the Wild West
We made them our slaves
We said that we knew best
And it's goodbye world
Cornucopia Croaked
Strangled by plastic
All the flood plains choked
We gotta do something drastic
And it's goodbye world
Now we're looking to space
We're searching for planets
It's like a disease
I hope we don't fly there
And it's goodbye world