We had a place by the ocean We lived by it's rules And our housee seemed to hover Over the tide Until that Boxing Day morning When all slates were wiped clean And though the wave evanescent The change permanent
And while we were looking for loved ones They sealed off the beach We were told we would not be safe there And the barricade grew As a provisional precaution We were moved off the island No return tickets given We still gaze at our home from the town
They've cleared the rubble And with it everything else Strong foundations set for the five star hotels No wave can compare This compels us to die
It is survival of the richest With enormous appetite It steals, it robs, it takes, it snitches Like there's no tomorrow It is unnatural selection The lucky and the dead The fever spreads like an infection A cancer on the earth
It won't ever be the same To them this is just a game But it will never be the same
They say this camp's temporary But what will come next They lay down pipes for our sewers But didn't drill any wells And the streets of Male's still flooded And we are but drops In an ocean of people With nowhere to go
It is survival of the richest...
It won't ever be the same A tsunami will rise again It will never be the same A tsunami will rise againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
