A new serum eradicates the illness    An old man rises from his wheelchair    When suffering unknown attacks the painless    And common animals are becoming rare       As water spins in circles twice    Spiders, snakes and the little mice    Get twisted around and tumble down    When Nature calls we all shall drown       If the earth is dying of a growing thirst    Rain shall fall on dried out soil    And every kind of bud shall burst    A sough of relief to insects - turmoil       As water spins in circles twice    Spiders, snakes and the little mice    Get twisted around and tumble down    When Nature calls we all shall drown