We’re having a party for you

Because we love you oh yes we do

And cause partying is what we do

We’re making a big mess for you

Here’s some plastic plates and cups

And some vomit that needs cleaning up

And our signs that say “Green It Up”

Made from bioundegradable stuff

Yes this is your special day

And all this garbage is our little way

Of saying the things we can’t say

Cause we’re assholes but we hope that’s OK

So here’s to you one more time

Blow out the candles on the strip mine

Make the sky blue and the sun shine

As we drive to the gas station line

Yes we love you o dear Mother Earth

Love you to death down to our astroturf

And the junkyard your tsunami unearthed

And all the oil and all it is worth

Yes we’re having a party for you

We thought it’s the very least we could do

After all that we’ve put you through

It’s hard to come up with something new

Happy Day, Earth, You Old SonOfAGun!  Your check is in the mail.

Peter Buknatski

Montpelier, Vt.