Silent Spring Songtext
von My First Tooth

Fill me up on pesticide,
don′t care if I live or die,
we won't hear eastern kingbird, he choked singing his very last word.
We′re heading for a silent spring, us birds won't sing
We're heading for a silent spiring, us birds won′t sing

Poor wood-thrush is in a rush
Fleeing chemical ambush
Our wilderness ploughed you people need food
flew twelve thousand miles just to sing to you

We′re heading for a silent spring, us birds won't sing
In the words of Emily Dickinson, we′re the rowdy of the meadow