It’s been two years

Since the capital’s been cleared

Of the hate and the rage and the fear

But not a thing’s been resolved, not a single problem solved

          While waiting for the next shoe to drop

 

Floods carry us away

Storms worsen each day

Droughts drag on for year after year

Carbon limits been set, but none of them met

          While waiting for the next shoe to drop

 

People murder each other

Countries decide who it’s right to destroy

And the ones that a left will never get rest

          Waiting for the next shoe to drop

 

(instr.)

 

Then the pandemic became a clear and common enemy

When we suffer, we suffer the same

But we could not agree, only got more angry

        Waiting for the next shoe to drop

 

What on Earth can we do

When the meaning of “we” does not include “you”

 

Then our progress will rust

All we’ve done turn to dust

        While waiting for the next shoe to drop

                      Stop waiting for the next shoe to drop