Oh, mercy, Mercy me.

Oh, thanks.

In what they used Thio Oh, no.

Where did all the blue skies go, boys?

And is the wind blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy be Oh, thanks In what they used Thio along before you wasted on the oceans On upon Darcy's fish full of mercury Whoa!

Oh, mercy Mercy me We owe make same What they used thio alone Radiation on the ground in the sky, animals and birds And by won't mercy Mercy me Oh, what they used to be Oh, what about this?

Over crowded.

How much more is from man?

Can she stay?

Uh, yeah.