Hey Greenie, Greenie

In light of the blight that solar and wind farms bring to the human landscape somebody had to update this song to recognize the contemporary equivalent of Joni’s reviled parking lot. Here is my bottom of the charts rewrite. 

Sung to the tune of

Big Yellow Taxi

by

Joni Mitchell

1970

More or less

With Apologies

Hey Greenie Greenie

They maimed paradise

And put up a damn wind farm

With subsidies, tons of cement

And a swinging CHOP block

Where did all the birdies go

Sliced with the bats way down below

Til they’re gone

They maimed paradise

And put up a damn wind farm

They took our great views

And put them in a photo book

Then they charged the people

Four dollars fifty just to have a look

The wind she doesn't always blow

But you still gotta pay so

They make dough

They maimed paradise

And put up a damn wind farm

Hey Greenie, Greenie

Put away that subsidy now

My apples love CO2

The birds and the bats exhale it

Too!

Stop cuisinarts of the sky

From killing birds or bats

That fly by

They maimed paradise

And put up a damn wind farm

During the day

They covered the ground

With solar panels

That don’t make a sound

Acres of shiny glass

Attracting green birds then

Burning their ass

They maimed paradise

And planted a solar farm

I said

Don’t it always seem like so

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Til it’s gone

They maimed paradise

And put up a damn wind farm

Don’t it always seem to go

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Til it’s gone

They maimed paradise

And planted a solar farm

Say it isn’t always so

That you don’t know what you’ve got

Til it’s gone

Save paradise

Kill subsidies to crony wind farms

Want to hear the cronies scream

Remove subsidies that

Make their dream

Save paradise

Stop building more wind farms