Mercy Mercy Me

Oh, mercy mercy me...Oh, things ain't what they used to be
Where did all the blue sky go?

Poison is the wind that blows from the north, east, south, and sea

Oh, things ain't what they used to be
Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas
Fish full of mercury

Oh, things ain't what they used to be.

Radiation in the ground and in the sky
Animals and birds who live nearby are dying

Oh, things ain't what they used to be
What about this overcrowded land?
How much more abuse from man can you stand?
My sweet LordMy sweet LordMy sweet Lord