Don't step on the earth.
Don't stand in the sun.
Don't let any air touch you
done, done, done, done...
Living in my *Neptune Home,
Well below the sea.
Mixing up some atmosphere
For you and for me.
I remember a time when these wonders,
Just couldn't be,
Before the CO-2 made the land reach,
One hundred and three.
And now it's --
All our vital discoveries
And all our science technologies,
Could not replace a blade of grass,
Or stop the deadly rays that passed,
Through the ozone that we thinned down,
'Til they destroyed our very ground.
And now, until our time is spent,
We have to live while we repent
And it's --
(***repeat chorus twice***)
(* author's note: I figured the imaginary Neptune Home would make a good brand name for an underwater abode.*)