Bush - Disease of the dancing cats

Infested, polluted
tons or mercury dumped in a bay
it's bleeding there's no proof
that's no way to treat a good friend
your whiskey talks i've read you said
in situ, in place now
sit back unwind and relaxbig cheese si all greed
it's all relative what you need
happy birthday, happy birthday
here's your nerve gas
all the fishermen and their families
all sickly crumbling cerebellum
it's all over for wrang-a-tans
looks like they're back on the street again
mistrusted, disruptive
rape land and kill good habitat
world weary, world broken
well spent and money money money money
injected, transmuted
80 tons of mercury dumped in a bay
it's breathing-it puts the dog in the basket
all sickly growing sentimental
invaded, downgraded
your bile lands right on my head
uncalled for, unwanted
my sinking zero tolerance
it's all over for urang-a-tans
looks like they're back on the street again