I love my home,
this big home too.
When it's clean
I really get keen.
Bluey skies,the greeny trees
those cooling breeze and the soothing songs.
But now it's coarse
unclean as worse
Smokey skies and littered seas,
plastic wastes and chemical wastes,
vanishing woods and its harming vibes
Artists portrays,novelists writes
Processions and rallies join 'em right
People yell about its pride
Hell look at us, we nevva mind
I love my home,
this big home too.
When it's clean
I really get keen
<poem>.
Bluey skies,the greeny trees
those cooling breeze and the soothing songs.
But now it's coarse
unclean as worse
Smokey skies and littered seas,
plastic wastes and chemical wastes,
vanishing woods and its harming vibes
Artists portrays,novelists writes
Processions and rallies join 'em right
People yell about its pride
Hell look at us, we nevva mind
I love my home
and this big home too.
This is my home
and yours too.
Forget those selfish deeds
And claim our needs
for this home is our 'BIG HOME'
I love my home
and this big home too.
This is my home
and yours too. <poem>
Forget those selfish deeds
And claim our needs
for this home is our 'BIG HOME'
