The Song Of The Quarter-Time Siren (Car Battery) TISM

[Chorus]
Where is the love? Where is love? Where is the love?
Where is the love? Where is love? Where is the love?

[Verse 1]
Someone's left their lights on in the car park of love
Like xylem photosynthesis, drawn by sun above
The parkers' feeble brightness drains and fades lower
When the driver returns, she won't even kick o'er

[Verse 2]
Unbeknownst and ignorant, in supermarts, at sport
In offices and restaurants, in shirt and tie or shorts
Happy, angry, melancholy at wasted time and days
Drivers, we go live our lives, whilst the power fades
Announcers once, at football games, in untrained ocker tone
Not the slick or supercilious now at the microphone
Would tell, "Rego so and so, your lights have been left on"
We all would laugh in careless glee, those days now have gone

[Chorus]
Where is the love? Where is love? Where is the love?
(Oo-hoo-hoo, oo-hoo-hoo)
Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love?
(Oo-hoo-hoo, oo-hoo-hoo, ooo-hoooo)