I'm so scared
I'm so scared because I know there's some people in this world that don't care about the earth no more
And I don't know what to do about that
Alright, I gotta try something
I guess if they won't learn
We'll have to teach them
Well they came down to the valley all bright color and charms
Tessellations of the universe covered their arms
And they were coated with light
Well the moon rises fast on the fleeing men
Gunfire in the distance better run again
Bandits in posh suits
They were a merry kind of people all dancing around
Drunkenly sprawling out all over the ground
Bacchanalia hiding mal-intent
Well they came from the land of iron and pain
Like the ancient Assyrians war called their name
And progress is cyclical
Well the sea-faring men had their ledgers and pens
While the ancient pipe smoke couldn't make amends for their souls
They were too far gone
Well they had stories spilling out from the young and the old
Produced from their tongues by minds dipped in gold
And wisdom fallin' on deaf ears
Alright
Gotta take care of mother earth
Echo the Wanderer - Bandits in Posh Suits Lyrics
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I'm so scared
I'm so scared because I know there's some people in this world that don't care about the earth no more
And I don't know what to do about that
Alright, I gotta try something
I guess if they won't learn
We'll have to teach them
Well they came down to the valley all bright color and charms
Tessellations of the universe covered their arms
And they were coated with light
Well the moon rises fast on the fleeing men
Gunfire in the distance better run again
Bandits in posh suits
They were a merry kind of people all dancing around
Drunkenly sprawling out all over the ground
Bacchanalia hiding mal-intent
Well they came from the land of iron and pain
Like the ancient Assyrians war called their name
And progress is cyclical
Well the sea-faring men had their ledgers and pens
While the ancient pipe smoke couldn't make amends for their souls
They were too far gone
Well they had stories spilling out from the young and the old
Produced from their tongues by minds dipped in gold
And wisdom fallin' on deaf ears
Alright
Gotta take care of mother earth
I'm so scared because I know there's some people in this world that don't care about the earth no more
And I don't know what to do about that
Alright, I gotta try something
I guess if they won't learn
We'll have to teach them
Well they came down to the valley all bright color and charms
Tessellations of the universe covered their arms
And they were coated with light
Well the moon rises fast on the fleeing men
Gunfire in the distance better run again
Bandits in posh suits
They were a merry kind of people all dancing around
Drunkenly sprawling out all over the ground
Bacchanalia hiding mal-intent
Well they came from the land of iron and pain
Like the ancient Assyrians war called their name
And progress is cyclical
Well the sea-faring men had their ledgers and pens
While the ancient pipe smoke couldn't make amends for their souls
They were too far gone
Well they had stories spilling out from the young and the old
Produced from their tongues by minds dipped in gold
And wisdom fallin' on deaf ears
Alright
Gotta take care of mother earth
Writer: Echo Cain
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