Prisoners of the Planet (Radio Edit)

So I've been counselling on the couch
Mother Earth and that Father fucking Time
You know they've not been alright
And if they separate we'll all be pulled apart

Mother Earth is tried of being used
Father Time feels the strain of strings unwind
Even activism causes abuse
A compromise seems impossible to find

We were citizens of the planet
'Til the mass delusion that we own it
We've marked the earth that we inhabit
With our selfish money managed habits
Now we're prisoners of this planet
So please let's stop fucking it
We are prisons of the planet
So stop fucking it

They see us as a failed experiment
Humanity is set to self extinct
We'll dissolve in greasy hunger halted
Like encircled slow snails salted

We were citizens of the planet
'Til the mass delusion that we own it
We've marked the earth that we inhabit
With our selfish money managed habits
Now we're prisoners of this planet
So please let's stop fucking it
We're prisons of the planet
So stop fucking it

I sigh when I wake to another day
I despise its shinny fucking face
I always preferred the night
My only accomplice is the moon tonight

We were citizens of the planet
'Til the mass delusion that we own it
We've marked the earth that we inhabit
With our selfish money managed habits
Now we're prisoners of this planet
So please let's stop fucking it
We're prisons of the planet
So stop fucking it