Iguana Death Cult
Paper Straws
Earth is frying
But I'm not to blame
(But who's to blame?)
Brought a cotton bag
(For a little snack)
Wrapped in cellophane

We all look alike
But we are not the same
I'm a solid dude
(Trying to do good)
But it's a losing game

Fooling myself
With a phony smile
My shopping cart
(Is a work of art)
Coming down the aisle

Oceans rising
Water at the gates
Pick up the bill
(Or sure we will)
Evaporate

I am the paper straw
I am the paper straw
I am the paper straw
I am the paper straw
I am the paper straw
I am the paper straw
The paper straw
That saved the world