I came to play the clown
No-one could call me boring
Every drink I always downed
I spent all of my wages
Having carefree fun
But that was a blunder, now I wonder
Who’ll stop the planes?
I still have fun, will kinda
Exposin’ the criminal swarm
And whenever I am able
I talk of the dirty air flow
Got us clappin’ like seals
Where have went our brains?
Our minds they’ve plundered, now I wonder
Who’ll stop the planes?
A few of us are prayin’
We can get up off the floor
Stop them playing with weather
And creating every storm
With the public they are warring
Behind their crocodile tears
Hear the thunder, then you’ll wonder
Who’ll stop the planes?
There is a girl called Greta
I know she takes a lot of stick
Maybe with the stop oil protestors
They’re making sanity look sick
What if it’s reverse psychology
And oil really is to blame
Before we go under, will we wonder
Who’ll stop the planes?
Cheers!
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