What's the world coming to and where will it go? 
 The hole in the sky where the sunshine gets in 
 It dries up the land as it mucks up your skin 
 And I don't know why, who will reveal? 
 Maybe it's imaginary, maybe it's real 
 We wash all the food and we peel off the skin 
 But what is the point if it's poisoned within? 
 Now I don't know why we say ok 
 Maybe it's imaginary, hope it's not too late 
 And when in the summer we go to the sea 
 The things floating by aren't what we want to see 
 And I'd change it all if I had one wish 
 I'd never go swimming with those nuclear fish 
 Maybe those imaginary rivers run dry 
 But if it's true then I'd like to know why 
 I don't know much but I'd like to know why