| A drive from South Bend to Indy Janis Joplin singin’ on the radio It hits me and I write. Three hours are gone in a flash Now it’s your turn to see what grabbed me Your fields are all strip malls and meadows dug deep for gravel Waste covered mounds bumpin' at the soot The trees are all chipped and nature's entangled in power lines Mighty diesels linked bumper-to-bumper sendin' a black spidery ribbon of soot linkin' all noses Water’s all poisoned Air’s full of gases and dust Paved areas approach 50% the rest is open animal waste cesspools and Combustion Coal Waste Your food I can’t eat poison fake irradiated colored Industrial sludge laced with pesticides and hydrogenated fat Your air makes me choke foul smoky gaseous Ethanol plants Factory farms ash cans smolderin' day & night burns my eyes and nose drives me crazy Your water barely drinkable atrazine DDT PCB Dioxin Factory Farm runoff Industrial waste Toxic, Heavy, and Radioactive Your trees . . . GONE I cry as I write yet I see no awareness around me. What does it take to get you mad Indiana? When will you come alive and not lie submissively on your back? The clock is runnin' and time’s almost up. Soon all will be Kokomo from one end of the state to the other N-E-S-W Kokomo Everybody drivin' Lincolns and gaggin' all the way to Indy |
You're trashing the environment in exchange for endless strip malls that don’t even satisfy ones basic needs.
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