Period 4: Pious, Liz, Michael, Jordan

(A song sent by Rebecca Black for Sarah Palin to listen to)

This song is to be set to the general tune of "Amish Paradise" by Weird Al Yankovic, with a few changes to its overall melodies.

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain,

I see my crops have been burned, right after it started to rain.

But my Grandpa hadn’t seen that when he was growing up,

So he blamed it on my best friend and his brand new pup.

The next harvest we had was really bad,

So my Grandpa and the rest of us were really sad.

So I did some looking on the Internet,

And I found something out that was hard to forget.

We’ve been spending most our lives,

Living in an acid rain strike.

The acids are warlike,

Living in an acid rain strike.

Our calcium compounds are being sacrificed,

Living in an acid rain strike.

A politician made a big speech last week,

Calling all the people in the EPA freaks.

He told us all that acid rain was abstract,

And he wanted to overturn the Clean Air Act.

If he succeeds in doing this we’ll be driven to tears,

As some aquatic life would die out in two or three years.

And I would look at all those men with enmity,

As our waters would be teeming with acidity.

We’ve been spending most our lives,

Living in an acid rain strike.

Our ecosystems are in a plight,

Living in an acid rain strike.

All our farmers are demoralized,

Living in an acid rain strike.

Acid anhydrides, hydrogen ions,

Meeting up together, killing off our lawns.

Think you’re not affected? Think you know it all?

Well I know you will learn once our food chain falls.

We’ve been spending most our lives,

Living in an acid rain strike.

We’re hit hard by non-metal oxides,

Living in an acid rain strike.

We have to stand together and fight,

Living in an acid rain strike.