Hot Oil In China

We have hot oil in China, Rising slowly from the ground There is a deep dense fog hovering round The air is smokey, so dense it seems green The sun so hot it's making everyone lean Curfews so early all think it's obscene And the hot oil keeps rising, if you know what I mean Hot oil keeps rising, it doesn't go down It's been well over a month since it covered the ground Machinery moves carelessly all through the night I bothers us so much we boarded up the windows tight I bought ear plugs but I gave them to my brother Mike Bells keep bleeping on and off go the lights So another pair of ear plugs I bought School won't let me wear them, saying I'll rot So I decided to grow my hair long Hide my ear plugs under it all day long But when I go home at night And I cover up really tight And I pray because theres nothing else we can do Oh hear me Lord, don't let my mother find the ear plugs in my shoe