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Categories: Lyrics, SteveTags: climate, climate change, politics, songwriting, wildfires, writing
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President I Told You So
President I Told You So
With Cali-forn-i-a aglow
When fire hydrants didn’t flow
He blamed it on the fish
President I Told You So
A climate change denier, so
With Califor-ni-ay aglow
Really took the piss
I told you so
I told you so
President I Told You So
Is putting on a show
President I Told You So
Said Greenland is the place to go
I’ve got an army, don’t you know
The Dane’s I’ll simply overthrow
And Panama, if you please
It’s being run by the Chinese
So, on your knees, cough up the keys
To the good ol’ US of….oh…..
Hail to the chief
Armed to the teeth
He’s got a beef
With the Chinese, the Mexicans
The Danes and all the rest of ‘em
Hail to the chief
Beyond belief
He’ll smack you with the tariffs
And he’ll smack you in the teeth
Burn, Baby, Burn
Voices from a dying planet
The future featured on TV
In a world where only rich the folk have it
Fire’s an inevitability
And it’s getting close to the Hollywood sign
While vox pops on the evening news
Say there’s plenty in the ocean
Can’t they just jump in their pools
The President Elect
The President Elect – get this
The President Elect
He’s blaming the fish
Burn, baby, burn
An unwillingness to learn
Burn, baby, burn
An unwillingness to turn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
A blazing morning of hope, James said
The next day it’s all gone
James is blaming the liberals
James won’t listen to this song
Drill, baby, drill
Vote for who you will
Burn, baby, burn
An unwillingness to learn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
While they’re pulling overnighters
Elon blames the firefighters
Who have said for months
It could all catch fire at once
And it turns out that water
Won’t often flow uphill
It turns out The Wonderful Company
Makes the bitterest pill
It turns out that water
Ain’t in plentiful supply
You might ignore the changes
But the climate’s mighty dry
Burn, baby, burn
An unwillingness to learn
Burn, baby, burn
An unwillingness to turn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn, baby, burn
John Charles Jones
John Charles Jones
Had crops in October
John Charles Jones
When it started to rain
John Charles Jones
Fields are under water
Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come
To plant ‘em all again
John Charles Jones
Crops are underwater
John Charles Jones
But nobody came
John Charles Jones
Because there wasn’t any funding
Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come
To plant ‘em all again
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
On saturated ground
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
When Storm Henk came around
John Charles Jones
Says the climate is a-changin’
John Charles Jones
Says it’s easy to explain
John Charles Jones
Says the atmosphere is warming
Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come
To plant his crops again
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
On saturated ground
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
And the rain came down
When Storm Henk came around
When climate change came round
John Charles Jones
Crops are under water
Now he’ll have to wait for spring to come
To plant ‘em all again
Rat Run Rishi
Rat Run Rishi’s put his foot to the floor
Rat Run Rishi loves the motorist more
Low traffic neighbourhoods, he doesn’t think we should
He’s bringing high traffic back to the neighbourhood
Where we’ve got shit in the water, grit in the air
We’ve got the top down, got the wind in our hair
The freedom of the highway, the myth that sells you cars
While the freedom of the skies is his, not ours
‘Cause Rishi’s commute is in a luxury chopper
Not in the morning rush like your average shopper
Meanwhile in the countryside, his kids breathe clean, fresh air
He’s on the side of motorists, Rishi doesn’t care
Steve White & The Protest Family 