Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)
Ah, mercy, mercy me,Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no.Where did all the blue skies go?Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east.
Mercy, mercy me,Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no.Oil wasted on the ocean and uponOur seas fish full of mercury
Oh, mercy, mercy me.Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no, no.Radiation underground and in the sky;Animals and birds who live near by are dying
Mercy, mercy meThings aren't what they used to beWhat about this overcrowded landHow much more abuse from man can she stand?