This Is Hell Lyrics

I found a pigeon carcass half eaten by foxes in my yard

I don't care what Bruce says, it is not a good day to die hard

When did it become okay for the end to justify the means?

Not wanting to live in reality and only in our dreams

And what a dream

A lovely dream to be in

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

That we deserve better than this crud

The lunatics took over hell

The earth

Is hotting up And no-one

Gives a stuff

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

This is hell

The child is the only one brave enough to shout at the orange man

Black boys locked up for not having train tickets in their hand

Is that right?

Should we not continue the fight?

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

That we deserve better than this crud

The lunatics took over hell

The earth

Is hotting up And no-one

Gives a stuff

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

This is hell

It feels a bit like Titanic and we're heading to the Iceberg

Jack could have got on that door, the end it makes no sense

Is that right?

Should we not continue the fight?

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

That we deserve better than this crud

The lunatics took over hell

The earth

Is hotting up And no-one

Gives a stuff

I've got rose-tinted glasses on

But, oh, I can still tell

This is hell