Larson/Gottesman - Deniers Lyrics

Pump it up and set it on fire
A glut of energy for hire
When you feel the heat you ask us how
Well all that matters is the now

You're whining, crying out for air
And oh boo-hoo, it's so unfair
You won't conform to laissez-faire
Your way is weakness and we don't care

This is business and it will not wait
The Seventh Generation is way too late
Combustion is the object of our desire
We proudly play the role of the Deniers

Creating the illusion of prosperity
Our daily stock price stealing your posterity
So future generations will curse our names
We won't be around to take the blame

You think your children won't get their due
Well mine will be the privileged few
You know your children won't get their turn
It's way too late, so just burn baby burn

We pretend to believe that it's not real
We spend billions to not reveal
Keep those glorious fires burning into the air
We always knew, it's just that we don't care