Verse 1:
I'm living in the flat lands
Where i see it all
The weather's still the same
Since i've grown tall
Everywhere i've been
All over the world
The weather's still the same
Like at home
Verse 2:
I'm living in the land of freedom
Where liberty roams
Ain't no change in the seasons
Ain't no drying lawns
Chorus 1:
Global warming's a nasty rumor
I ain't got no sense
For that kind of humor
Solo:
Chorus 2:
Them communists
Try to steal my freedom
By predicting changing seasons
Verse 3:
And everywhere i've been
I've seen shakles on men
Must be by a lack of armoury
That's why my weather's fine