All Fracked Up!


Fracking, fracking, fracking…

They’re fracking under your
house
terrorizing deer and mouse,
pouring poison into earth.
What is it, what is it worth?

Fracking, fracking, fracking…

We live in a great madhouse,
a grand corporate whorehouse,
but I’d like to drink water,
keep alive lilt of laughter.

Water, water, water…

Who needs the fracking water
or the ten-acre farmer?
We can drink champagne or
beer
any time of the f-year!

Fracking, fracking, fracking…

There’s nothing like a filter
when you’re drinking water
that tastes like a cocktail
made from chem-poisoned
shale.

Water, water, water…

If our water turns poison,
Daddy state can chip in,
tax the poor little ____
(guitar strum instead of word)
20-billion bucks.

Fracking, fracking, fracking…

If the dug well runs dry
and the ten-ton truck grinds
by,
I can go buy Poland Spring
to cook my potatoes in.

Water, water, water…
fracking, fracking, fracking…

Frack me, baby!

…I’m all fracked up… (spoken)


--Kevin T. McEneaney