Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology) (from "Extrapolations" soundtrack)

Whoa
Oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be, no
Where did all the blue skies go?
Poison is the wind that blows from the North and South and East and West

Whoa, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be, no, no
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury

Oh, oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
Radiation underground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying

Oh, mercy, mercy me
Oh, things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land?
How much more abuse from man can she stand?

Whoa, good Lord
Whoa, mercy, mercy me
Whoa, good Lord
Sweet Lord
No, no, no, no, no
My sweet Lord
Help us, help us, help us, help us...