Leave Our Land

Our pure white hearts and hardworking hands Now turn cold and hateful, as tourism rapes our lands Tourism infests our homeland, like a plague of sewer rats And now our once pure hearts have turned as black as our hats With your camera you stole my soul With my pitchfork I'll steal your life Your disrespectful, selfish ways, leave us filled with strife You don't understand us, you point and stare You pollute our lands without a care You laugh at our buggies, you laugh at our clothes But in the end we'll be laughing, as you life goes... Down the drain, your technologies are turned to dust When you can't find food in the end of days, don't come to us With your camera you stole my soul With my pitchfork I'll steal your life Your disrespectful, selfish ways, leave us filled with strife Leave our land! Go back to your worthless lives Leave our land! Your technology we despise Leave Our land! Lood Deep into your eyes Leave our land! You'll see where your ends lies.