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 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

Ocean's rising, water at the gates

Pick up the bill

Before we will

Evaporate

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