Take physic, pomp

Pollution, by Rick of The Young Ones

It’s a sad day for a funny world

All around 
Sometimes up 
And sometimes down 
But always around. 
Pollution, are you coming to my town? 
Or am I coming to yours? 
We’re on different buses, pollution 
But we’re both using petrol


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