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    David Greathouse

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    1. The Ice Age

    From the recording The Ice Age

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    The Ice Age
    by David Greathouse

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    We know the planet’s warming up… and some folks still say it’s flat
    We didn’t heed the warning signs… and I’m afraid that it’s not coming back
    Humanity is on the brink. Empathy is near extinct
    We’re giving up our right to think, and you dare not drink the water

    The rich cashed in as the climate changed. Did the poles just shift or did our compass fail?
    Fires rage, ice caps melting. Our future got awful necrotic smelling
    The Gestapo and the Taliban. Rich, white Christian Americans
    Demand we pray the way they say we can, and dictate which knee to take to

    Livin’ in the ice age. Got a lock on the Golden Gate
    The harbor lady got beat and raped. In the good ol’ USA
    Age-old anglo-oligarchs. Oil cartels and patriarchs
    Sold the pieces they broke off… In the ice age

    They fought and bled in the desert sand. Decorated, heroic selfless hands
    But, just not quite enough American. Exiled so far from the promised land
    We once held these truths self-evident… but now it seems impossibly irrelevant
    We suffer lies of a failing president… and we’re just barely getting by

    Livin' in the ice age. We stole her baby, and she got misplaced
    She died alone in a border cage. In the land of the free and brave
    We’re drowning in a toxic wake. Of this noxious great white rage
    Growing cold, but not so sage…. In the ice age

    Did the turtleneck go out of style yet? Us common folks would like to breathe a bit
    So sick of news that tastes like shit. From that festering self-righteous pit
    Profits soar on poisoned futures. Endless greed had best be neutered
    And the water’s black with oil and plastic. It’ll burn before it freezes… In the ice age

    Livin’ in the ice age. Isn’t it a nice cage?
    Concrete and chain-link bays. Keeping hate-fueled fears at bay
    I really wish we could burn this page. Make tomorrow a better day
    We just can’t let it die this way…. In the ice age

    Music & lyrics by David Greathouse
    © 2026 Sourdough Music, ASCAP

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