Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no Oh, mercy, mercy me Ah, things ain't what they used to be Whoa, ah, mercy, mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows From the north and south and east Whoa, mercy, mercy me