A fiery group they set the pace
They burn my neck
Light up my face
They give me reasons to carry on
They’re hot they’re cool but never gone.
Lots of panels up on my roof
They churn and burn and I’ve got proof.
You’d think with all those kilo-watts
They’d save me money
lots and lots.
But somewhere twixt the
Promises and the kissing
My bank account knows
That something’s missing.
Too many hands in the kettle of soup
Too many greedy boys
in this seedy group
Too many fingers on too many hands
Too little respect for Nature’s plans.
A contract that lasts for 100 years
Is too many reasons for too many tears
A pig in a poke
Or pie in the sky...
Too many reasons to want to die.
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