Come on come on, I see no changes;
Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
What’s AQI? Should I mask myself?
I’m tired of bein’ scared and my lungs are black.
I love livin in Beijing, but should I move back?
EPL used to rate about a zero.
Chai Jing made ‘em sing she’s a hero.
Hundred million hits. Who the hell cares?
Shut down, greater good, social welfare!
Don’t know what we want. Transparency?
Or do we want fast growth in our economy?
It’s time to fight back, that’s what CJ said;
Three days Under the Dome, now the movie’s dead.
I got love for the GOV, but we can never go nowhere
Unless we take off the gloves.
We gotta start makin’ changes;
Learn to love slower growth ‘stead of John Maynard Keyneses.
Close overcapacity,
SOE subsidies got no veracity.
I’d love to go back to when we played as kids,
But things changed, and that’s the way it is.

Shiqing jiushi zheyang (that’s just the way it is).
Yongyuan bu hui gaibian (things will never be the same).
Shiqing jiushi zheyang (that’s just the way it is).
Yongyuan (forever).

I see no changes all I see is hazy spaces;
Brownish grays makes disgrace to faces.
We under, I wonder what it takes to shake this?
No better place, or a race to break this!
Take the evil out the cadre they’ll be acting right,
‘Cause both strong and weak is breathin’ black tonight,
But the MEP is weak, gotta tweak it brother.
It takes cash and more staff to inspect each other.
And although we can take a hit,
We ain’t ready, to see our economy slip.
It ain’t a secret, don’t conceal the fact,
My lungs are filled with crap, smokin’ daily packs.
But some things will never change;
Try to show another way but you stayin’ in the coal game.
Now tell me what’s a brother to do,
Bein’ real don’t appeal to the cadre in you.
You gotta operate the easy way,
“I made a G today,” but you made it in a sleazy way,
Polluting lungs of the kids. “I gotta get paid,”
Well hey, well that’s the way it is.

HOOK x 2

We gotta make a change!
It’s time for us as a people to start makin’ some changes.
Let’s change the way we work, let’s change the way we live,
And let’s change the way we treat Mother Nature.
You see the old way wasn’t working, so it’s on us to do
What we gotta do, to survive.

I know you see no changes, but can’t a brother get some green peace.
Emissions standards increased and we’re planting a lotta trees.
We got a war on poverty not to mention pollution,
So please don’t bother me.
And now we don’t cap fines, cause we have to do
US ‘69 givin’ it back to you.
The Cayuhoga lit right up, spit right up,
Tipped the cup, I ain’t make this up.
You gotta learn to hold ya own;
They get jealous when they see your economy’s grown.
But Obama can’t touch this;
I don’t trust his data saying there’s no cost to this.
I ain’t Shaqtin a fool, you say it ain’t cool,
But I hail from the Keynesian school.
And as long as we say that, we gonna stay strapped,
And we never gonna lay back,
‘Cause I always got to worry ’bout the Crazy Bad
Airpocalypse index from way back.
Comin’ back after all these years;
Bad-a-da-da-da-da, and that’s the way it is.

HOOK x 2

You’re my brother you’re my sister, yeah.
Way it is, yeah.