Rolling O'er the Florida Keys

Tune: "Rolling Down to Old Maui" (Trad.)

It's a thoughtless life without spouse or wife we hadrosaurs undergo.
Neither ship nor star nor deadly tar nor geology do we know.
But in subtropical prehistorical Florida islands near,
we've a glimmer of a rock that's skimming the block and is bringing disaster here

(Chorus)
Rolling o'er the Florida Keys, me Rex, rolling o'er the Florida Keys
Who's left alive to be so blithe 'bout a rock much bigger than peas?

It's burned a hole down pre-Yucatan gold and is starting a world-wide pyre.
And the wave it's spawned will make mere pawns of those escaping the fire.
It's disaster the scale of a Biblical tale, and we don't care who might agree,
'cause our future's only in those lonely souls digging paleontology.

(Chorus)

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