What's So Bad About That?

People keep complainin'; a bunch of Chicken Littles. The clime's they are a-changing, afraid this chicken shit'll lead to our demise, so they hypothesize. As for me it's just more left-wing science lies. So, before another frosted nut hatch expires, perhaps you'll allow theses patriots to enquire...

What's so bad about a beach in Boulder
You never have to worry 'bout December getting colder
Sitting on the shore in our January tans
Who needs Puerto Rico, the Keys, or Yucatán?
Which, by the way, won't be there anymore
They're a scuba diver's dream on a five-star ocean floor
A little thicker sunscreen, a little wider hat
What's so bad about that?

What's so bad about the coast of Oklahoma?
Walk along the boardwalk and savor the aroma
From the whales down in Dallas or the lobsters in Milwaukee
Eating long-horned Sushi in sucking soybean Sake
Polar bears and prairie dogs, the picture's truly splendid
Living in tranquillity, the way the Lord intended
So we smoke a little blubber while we chew the fat
What's so bad about that?

What's so bad about that?
What's so bad about that?
When you know you're right why worry 'bout the facts?
What's so bad about that?

What's so bad about the Appalachian islands,
Or the Scottish Lowlands that used to be the Highlands?
Sitting in our Speedos, sipping down some beer
Zipping in our speedboats round the Horn of Mount Rainier
Time to quit your bitching and try to see the bright side
Leave the left behind and come over to the right side
Noah had to do it when he beached on Ararat
So let's slip on some water-wings, flip-flops, and parrot hats
Ruminate, rejuvenate, kick back and relax
And have a sweet tea party in our brand new habitat
What's so bad about that?

Come on, baby, let the good times roll
Come on, baby, let me through your soul, yeah
Come on, baby, let the good times roll
Roll all night long
Come on, baby, yeah, this is real
Come on, baby, show me how you feel, yeah
Come on, baby, let the good times roll
What's so bad about that?