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The political satire and song of Charlie King & Karen Brandow at Frank & Jane Dorrel's last Saturday has inspired me to try my own hand at song writing. So here goes..
Paint It Black
Word my Clay Claiborne, Music by the Rolling Stones
I see a coastline and I want it painted black
No wildlife anymore I want them to turn black
Oil makes me more than you'll ever ever know
If fish get in the way then they'll just have to go
I see a line of cars and they're all paying me
If you don't like it then just go and hug a tree
I see the world go bye, it's seen it's brightest day
It won't last too long with those oil spills in the bay
I look inside and see my corporate heart is black
In the name of profits mother Earth I will attack
I'll not fade away so you'd better face the fact
If I'm not overthrown then your whole world is black
No more will your green sea turn a deeper blue
It'll all be covered with oil before my work is through
Making a fortune this way is just a little bit creepy
But we don't worry cause the government trusts BP
I see a coastline and I want it painted black
No wildlife anymore I want them to turn black
Oil makes me more than you will ever ever know
If fish get in the way then they'll just have to go
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it tainted, tainted black
Black as oil, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it tainted, tainted, tainted, tainted black
Yeah!
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...