At the Time of Writing

There's nothing much hanging from the tree in the Garden of Eden

It takes a long long time for the fruit to ripen on the vine

We better get together or we'll end up on the roof with a shotgun

Because a chance, we've only got one

It's never very smart to try and strip the bark from an old tree

We've been digging up the dirt since the rocks of the earth were still warm

Now old king coal is dying, he was never gonna last the long run

You know a chance, we've only got one

At the time of writing we were in our heads

At the time of writing we were good as dead

At the time of writing

At the time of writing we were fast asleep

At the time of writing we were in too deep

At the time of writing

Wait a little while your eyes, will realign into the darkness

There's an ice-melt below us, bamboo curtains above

Our ocean moat protects us, our friends will surely come

You know a chance, we've only got one

At the time of writing we were in our heads

At the time of writing we were good as dead

At the time of writing

At the time of writing we were fast asleep

At the time of writing we were in too deep

At the time of writing

They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for anything

They make no apologies for this, make no apologies for everything

We are not responsible for this, we're not responsible for everything

We are not responsible for this, we're not responsible for everything

At the time of writing we were in our heads

At the time of writing we were good as dead

At the time of writing

At the time of writing we were fast asleep

At the time of writing we were in too deep

At the time of writing

At the time of writing we were on the brink

At the time of writing, still had time to think

At the time, at the time, at the time, at the time, at the time

Right now