Lived a man who sailed the seas.
And he told us of a plan,
To call this time the Anthrocene
And sent him letters day by day
Tell us, Captain, why so glum?
It's all because of the Anthrocene.
He was old and raving mad.
Said never seen some things so mean
On the streets of the Anthrocene
That we had really quite fucked up!
He said, no, it's not your fault,
It's all becuae of the Anthrocene