Tooty-Fruity

VERSE 1

The flowers, the flowers, seductive power

The rose, the rose, the purple prose

The trees, the trees, swinging in the breeze

Tooty-Fruity!

VERSE 2

The sky, the sky, enough to make you cry

The clouds, the clouds, beautiful and proud

The sun, the sun, nature’s cinnamon bun

Tooty-Fruity!

VERSE 3

Roses are red, the classics are dead

Lilacs are white, Pulitzer blight

Violets are blue, elitist culture crew

Tooty-fruity!

BRIDGE

An onion has layers and so does poetry

Peace and quiet is what you’re owing me

I’ll ply my craft in my own fucking way

Heavy metal madness is here to stay

VERSE 4

The love, the love, it’s what you shove

The tears, the tears, the least of my fears

Emotions, emotions, eyes like oceans

Tooty-Fruity!

Climate Change

Rain is sadness and thunder is anger

The sunshine is all yours to savor

Snow is magic and ice is dreadful

Tornadoes are the be-all and end-all

Earthquakes are Lovecraftian horror

Tsunamis bring chaos and disorder

Wildfires turn forests into ashes

Turn living treasures into trashes

Apocalyptic rage on the front page

Zombies walk the earth, newfound birth

You’ve heard it all before on your TV

You’ve got the classics on a DVD

It looks silly sitting on your shelf

Until the ice caps begin to melt

Water gets warm, rises over land

Washes away more than just sand

Knocks over buildings, wrecks homes

Destroys every single car you own

Murders families from all walks of life

Every last kid, your husband or wife

Politicians keep sitting on their asses

Ignoring cries for help from the masses

The top one percent has nothing to lose

Think they have the right to choose

Who lives, who dies, who benefits

We don’t get to hear the end of it

Wish the tide would eat these rich jerks

And every golf course, go fucking berserk

A redwood tree falling on a limousine

Wouldn’t be enough or so it seems

But a lightning bolt to the mansion

Would put their asses into action

A hurricane throwing fat cats around

Up into the skies, crash to the ground

Only an emergency when privilege is threatened

Now do I have your motherfucking attention?