Moroccan Peoples' Revolutionary Bowls Club

The trees are spinning oxygen They're the rockets we should fear If we go and let 'em off then we will disappear Yeah, we will disappear, surely, we will disappear The road is hot and dusty, the desert needs a beer But if we go and blow it up then we will disappear We will disappear, surely, we will disappear If we go and blow it up then we will disappear We will disappear, surely, we will disappear We will disappear, surely, we will disappear We will disappear, surely, we will disappear We will disappear, surely, we will disappear We will disappear