Red Skies

Why can't people just understand
Money's nothing in the nature of the hand
Now as we need something to help us live
All used up, and nothing more to give

Change... for the better
No more lazyness kills like murder
Help... I know you work for something

All these people, they don't comprehend
All those obscure animals aren't even in their pen
along the wheels comes the pain and strife

Change... for the better
No more lazyness kills my courage
Help... I know you work for something