What will you do with your days
When the suns rays
Are too harmful to walk around in
Will you wait underground
For the okay to sound
Before you go out

And then what will you do with your nights
When all the lights
Have gone out and nobody can fix them
For the people who could
Have moved to the islands to work for the billionaires

Someday when we're old
Someday when we're old

What will you do with your nights
When all the lights
Have gone out