NOMBI

So, I drive my car with gentle foot, to eke out precious fuel

And the central heating thermostat is turned down as a rule

The solar roof is waiting for the Sun to top the hills

But I’m more concerned today about the chance of toxic spills

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Yes it’s true I am a hypocrite to mention my unease

For the gas I use is generally shipped in from overseas

I can’t maintain my lifestyle using only those windmills

But I’m frightened of the outcome if we let you use your drills

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I”m not a NIMBY, I’m a NOMBI

Called to war by your attack

And I’m practicing my battle-cry

As you prepare to Frack

You’ve gone too far, you flicked my switch

And now I am impassioned

And from coast to coast the shout goes up

Not On My Bloody Island!

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We cannot rely on government to serve us as it should

Killing badgers, spreading GMO and selling off our woods

Paying bonuses to bankers, fighting in illegal wars

Paying bribes to local councils to let Frackers in the door.

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So before the flaming water gushes freely from our taps

and the blasting far beneath our feet do cause the walls to crack

We must stand up and recycle, and re-use, reduce, renew.

And give England to our children in the way we wanted to.

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