Your nose says the air smells rotten.
THEY say your nose is lyin'
That pollution is acceptable
And the profits are just fine!

Man had a world that was perfect
Pure air and water too!
Perfect showed no PROFIT,
What was a guy to do?

Man created money
And the rules of the money game.
Respect to those that have it,
Those that don't are left with shame.

"Perfect" is just a buzz word
For those not in the know.
The word NOW is "acceptable"
Perfect is lying low.

If man took all the money
That there has ever been
Could he repair the mess out there?
Turn the brown back into green?

How many "parts per million"
Are we willing to abide?
Who will worship profit
When everything has died?