Polar bear song

You've cut the forests down and covered the countryside with towns
You've burnt your coal and made a hole in the sky so you'll all go brown
There's cancer on your tongues and tar inside your lungs
You're full of smoke, you cough and choke and breathe out of your bums

But I don't care
I'm a polar bear
I breathe the nice clean arctic air
I have a good laugh wherever I go
I piddle and play in the arctic snow

The end is coming soon cos there isn't any room for all of you, what can you do?
Fuck off and live on the moon, ha ha ha ha, doom doom doom!
You're all going to die, you're all going to die
Tough shit, you asked for it, up yer bum goodbye

But I don't care
I'm a polar bear
I breathe the nice clean arctic air
I have a good laugh wherever I go
I piddle and play in the arctic snow
And I know Santa, ho ho ho

Belinda Carbuncle

Slim Paul says: Tyrawley and I have been dead these two years, but we don't choose to have it known.

Slick Nick says: None of our songs are very good. Some of them are particularly bad.

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