Cassandra from Ad Nauseam by Paolo Sala

She’s lying in an empty tub
The cold ceramic feels like mud
Her mind sucked in down the drain hole
Her skin worn out like a boot’s sole
She says we can’t escape our fate
No matter how hard we’ll debate
She brings a billion human bones
They all have been killed by the drones

Cassandra is frantic
She’s crying out loud in tears
The bombs will be falling
That’s pretty much crystal clear
We can’t even start
To make up our mind
If we don’t realise
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right

She stands like an old dying tree
Spreading blooms of what will be
Poisoned flowers in her hands
Skrawny roots in the sand
She says we can’t escape our fate (oh, no no no)
No matter how hard we’ll debate (all night long)
She brings a billion human bones (yes, human bones)
They all have been killed by the drones


Cassandra is warning
She’s walking out in the fog
The winter will catch you
In bed with your wicked dogs
We can’t even start
To make up our mind
If we don’t realise
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right
And Earth is not flat
As simple as that
Moon landing was real
With which you must deal
And not everyone lies
But pigs never fly
And Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right
Cassandra is right!

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