There is a line between good and evil
That separates light from dark
But a colour now spells our end
And everywhere I see its mark, its
Yellow brown

In the city air, in all our seas
You can see every other colour bleed into
Yellow brown

There is no time to spend
Concerned that this is just a trend
To lay the blame everywhere
When its yours that is the lions share of
Yellow brown

And I wont do
cos you wont do
cos we know theres nothing they will do about
Yellow brown

Theres nothing to save us from ourselves
But the world keeps turning
The world keeps turning