At The Time Of Writing
There's nothing much hanging from the tree in the Garden of Eden
It takes a long long time for the fruit to ripen on the vine
We better get together or we'll end up on the roof with a shotgun
Because a chance, we've only got one
It's never very smart to try and strip the bark from an old tree
We've been digging up the dirt since the rocks of the earth were still warm
Now old king coal is dying, he was never gonna last the long run
You know a chance, we've only got one
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
Wait a little while your eyes, will realign into the darkness
There's an ice-melt below us, bamboo curtains above
Our ocean moat protects us, our friends will surely come
You know a chance, we've only got one
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for anything
They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for everything
We are not responsible for this, we're not responsible for everything
We are not responsible for this, we're not responsible for everything
At the time of writing we were in our heads
At the time of writing we were good as dead
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were fast asleep
At the time of writing we were in too deep
At the time of writing
At the time of writing we were on the brink
At the time of writing, still had time to think
At the time, at the time, at the time, at the time, at the time
Right now