(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)Well, now, pay attention peopleJust in case you hadn’t heardThere’s some folks messin’ ’roundWith Mother Nature’s little world, babyAnd what they do is really freakyThey gets themselves a planeAnd they fly it around with chemicals, babyTryin’ ta make it rainSo when you’re out there in that blizzard,Shiverin’ in the coldJust look up to the skyAnd thank the Government for the snowAnd sing the low-down, experimental, cloud-seedin’,Who-needs-’em-baby? silver i-i-o-dide bluesOh, yeah.Woo!