From the recording Shootout at the Straw Man Factory
Lyrics
With the fall of the wall freedom rang
Reds had nowhere to go
They traded their hammer and sickle for green
And started rolling in the dough
They said oceans will start to rise
And we’re all gonna die
Unless we sacrifice
And give up our way of life
Hey Mr. Green New Deal Man
Answer this for me
Is that high horse you’re ridin’ on
Methane-free
What they think we breathe is a toxic disease
Is really helping the trees
Climate change what a gas
I’ll shove my carbon footprint
Up your
We’ve only been here for a blip
But over eons she’s flipped
From warm to cold and back again
And for that workers take it on the chin
If you really think it’s man
That put us in a frying pan
Sit on a live volcano
And count down from ten
We’re the best at cleaning up a mess
So just get out of our way
There’s family there
In the clean fresh air
And they got their bills to pay
Don’t get me wrong I don’t litter
But I’m sure as hell not bitter
About the factory jobs
That built this town
I hate to burst your bubble
But we’re not in any trouble
Stop this scheme to shame and guilt and rob
We couldn’t kill her if we tried
Something always will survive
The earth is one tough mother
Save the jobs
Round up the data to ridiculous
On your hyperbolic charts
Then round up deniers who know the truth
Who just won’t do their part
With debt piled halfway to the moon
Blackouts roll at noon
Figures don’t lie but liars can figure
That’s the real inconvenient truth
Show me just one study
Not by grifters who want control
Of every aspect of our lives
I’ve never heard so much bull
Don’t get me wrong I don’t litter
But I’m sure as hell not bitter
About the factory jobs
That saved this town
I hate to burst your bubble
But we’re not in any trouble
Stop this scheme to shame and guilt and rob
We couldn’t kill her if we tried
Something always will survive
The earth is one tough mother
Save the jobs
And all the little boys and girls
You’re scaring straight to hell
Trapped in a prison that you made
Their future’s down the well
Tinfoil’s made for cookin’
But that’s a pretty hat
Science ain’t consensus
And that’s a fact jack
It’s just a doomsday cult
Jim Jones would be proud
But Ira Einhorn’s the one unicorn
You just won’t talk about
Don’t get me wrong I don’t litter
But I’m sure as hell not bitter
About the pipeline jobs
That saved this town
I hate to burst your bubble
But we’re not in any trouble
Stop this scheme to shame and guilt and rob
We couldn’t kill her if we tried
Something always will survive
Your panic’s so contrived
Recycled garbage in your hive
It’s a trash heap built on lies
You’re all just commies in disguise
The earth is one tough mother
Save the jobs
Music and lyrics by Jim Loeffler
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