Appalachian black souls
All thru the hallows an attack is known,
blowing up whole mountain tops... the coal is thrown,
uncovering earth... so much earth you could say it's down to the bone,
doing this to our own home...
we should all bee sat in a corner, tumor'ed head covered with a cone,
the snow is melting and the polar bears have lost another home,
buffalo don't live here anymore... only the spirit roams,
there is still time and the time is now... hear the phone???
mother-nature pays all of our bills, maybe we should call her for a loan,
the circle of life so strong no room to bitch and moan...
we all need to grab our packs and get to work, human power will bee shown,
whitesnake said to the blacksnake looked they've stopped... a single hiss can erase the Grey, a skill we need to hone,
time to Sssay Sssomthing Ssso that all of our future family's can continue to grow