(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)

Well, now, pay attention people
Just in case you hadnt heard
Theres some folks messin round
With mother natures little world, baby
And what they do is really freaky
They gets themselves a plane
And they fly it around with chemicals, baby
Tryin ta make it rain
So when youre out there in that blizzard,
Shiverin in the cold
Just look up to the sky
And thank the government for the snow
And sing the low-down, experimental, cloud-seedin,
Who-needs-em-baby? silver i-i-o-dide blues

Oh, yeah.

Woo!