Sweep it out under current
Out of sight out of mind
Dry the arid afterthought
And leave the lives behind
What's the cost of a life
When there's a million litres of hope
It's not the money that matters
That's a slippery slope
Get your hands out
Get your hands out
Get your hands outta my well
Where the grand river flows
Down to rocks and to sand
And this watershed moment
First Nations in high demand
When plastic particular matters
More than sustained human life
Take to the tap when you're able
To make it right
Get your hands out
Get your hands out
Get your hands outta my well
It's not a matter of if
It's a matter of when
Life is not the currency around here
We've been aberfoyled again
If it's not your business to care
Then whose should it be
So we'll boycott the likes of your oligarchy
Get your hands out
Get your hands out
Get your hands outta my well