Astro Turf
Astro Turf, getting on me nerves
Killing everything that lives on the earth.
Green mat of death, stifling all breath
Suffocate the hell out of the life that is left.
“But I’m so busy…I can’t cut my lawn”
Got to go to the gym and increase my brawn.
Don’t be an idiot, get into the swing of it
Cutting that grass is better than the Gym innit!
Astro Turf, getting on me nerves
Killing everything that lives on the earth.
Asphyxiating butterflies and smothering the worms
Killing all the beetles; beating up the ferns!
“I have friends’ round, it’s so convenient”
So is Napalm you psychopathic deviant
There’s nothing right about carpeting the world
In plastic greenery, delivered and unfurled.
Astro Turf, getting on me nerves
Killing everything that lives on the earth.
Toxic avenger, fatal to all
Things that hop, scuttle, slither or crawl.
“But I’m in Greenpeace, I have a subscription”
Well let me tell you you’re lacking conviction,
No human being, no ‘Friend of the Earth’
Would lay a sterile substance in which nothing can give birth.
So, rip up all your plastic and plant a wildflower meadow
Life can thrive in grass; keep the plastic just for Lego.