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Erosion. Destruction. Redemption. Part three of a trilogy of tracks schooling the president on the findings of the US National Climate Assessment, and the pariah status befitting the world's worst obstructionist.
Scientific Consultation by Dr. Gary Yohe and Dr. Michael E. Mann
Okay, Mr. President... let’s get into it
The fourth climate assessment, it’s a definitive
Synthesis of the evidence, have you read it yet?
It’s your report, straight from the Executive
It says right here: “Produced by the White House”
I’ve got summary notes for you to write down
You might want to lie down, or raise an eyebrow
People are dying in America right now
From high-powered supercharged hurricane torrents
In the five category or the four like Florence
A hundred-year storm every year is historic
But you just ignore it, ‘cause your gut tells a different story
So you go to California like a tourist
When the place is scorched and say they oughta "rake the forest"
You don’t read climate change reports?!
Hot things burn more, Agent Orange
And if you’re waiting for an economic incentive
The vulnerable sector losses are documented
In the hundreds of billions, and you’re on Twitter
Every time an immigrant gets a parking ticket?!
What’s wrong Mr. President? Did you confuse
The climate with the weather? Weather is like your mood
Even you can have a minute of benevolent cool
Your temperament stays narcissistic and rude
And the climate stays getting hotter on a cold day
Okay, you’re tryin’ to hold your base
But they’re snowflakes, even they will go away
When the special prosecutor shows his whole case
So brace yourself for the impact friction
Tryin’ to bring back Nixon, skin bag edition
You got elected as a big tactician
But sinner man, you can’t run from redemption
Oh sinner man
Where you gonna run to?
On that day
Temperature’s rising, the woods are on fire
Ocean’s rising higher and higher
People are rising, a tide’s on the move
Redemption’s waiting for you
Redemption only comes from confession
And cooperation like the rest of your henchman
So the rest can clean up the mess you left us
The extra decades of combustion engines
Sloshing around, extra cars on the ground
Engineering solutions that are still not found
The high carbon count we still gotta draw down
You’re the toast of the fossil fuel market now
But the garbage found in a kid’s lungs wheezin’
That’s what plagues the dreams of Ebenezer
Congratulations on a future without any meaning
Either oblivion or haunted by many demons
Or... there’s many paths to redemption
None of them involve apathy or inattention
None involve rejection of the scientific method
All of them involve comin’ straight to your senses
Temperature’s rising, the woods are on fire
Ocean’s rising higher and higher
People are rising, a tide’s on the move
Redemption’s waiting for you
Redemption is medicine, it means you heal
It’s the next generation with extreme new zeal
It’s the green new deal that we’re keen to seal
The climate doesn’t give a soybean how you feel
It cares about one thing: radiative forcing
You got in bed with Vladimir and Alexander Torshin
But that doesn’t stop the sun scorchin’
Or the rotation of the democratic door swing
Punishing Republicans, it’s already started
Renounce Trump now or forever be tarnished
Join the Bipartisan Climate Change Caucus
And back the Carbon Dividend Act in Congress
It’s gonna take a major mobilization to switch it up
From Rosie the Riveter to grandma’s pension fund
And all the fossil fuel stock it’s divesting from
Let the voices sing as one ’til redemption comes
Temperature’s rising, the woods are on fire
Ocean’s rising higher and higher
People are rising, a tide’s on the move
Redemption’s waiting for you