We’re all for fighting climate change,
Until the choice gets tough;
Don't try to meddle with our cars,
Our holidays, our stuff.
What beats the smell of petrol fumes,
The whiff of kerosene,
The closet full of unworn clothes,
The cinema-sized screen?
We'll stand behind the barricades
To fight off this green crap,
And watch the lifestyle we deserve
Fall straight into our lap.
What of the floods and record heat?
It's all too far away.
This kingdom of our selfishness
Is here, my friend, to stay.