Now the land answers to me and I’ve conquered all your seas yet still can’t figure out the disappearance of the bees. Could we live up in your mountains build up your rocky shores so there’s no undeveloped coast line anywhere anymore. Could we tame all your creatures poison all your fish who cares if there’s a plate of mercury for your next dish. Could we trample down upon you just like we did before but this time pay no attention to the frequency you bore. Could we use you at our pleasing take everything you got til there’s nothing left and you’ve no choice but to rot. Could we fill your empty skies throw junk at your stars sorry we don’t have time to just ditch all our cars. Could we sue all your workers take all their land leave all the control in monsanto's filthy hands. No need to change it will all just go away.