Everybody!
Down, down, you bring me down,Only slightly adjusted for Billy Boy.
I hear you knocking down my door
and I can't sleep at night.
Your face, it has no grace,
no room for you inside my house
I need to be alone.
Don't waste your words,
I don't need anything from you,
I don't care what you think
or whom you're talking to:
I am the solution to climate change, all right!
And hence I can fly with my jet wherever I may li-i-ike.
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