Songtext von Willie Wimple

Willie Wimple went a boating Making dirty water here Pouring stuff there, 'till the gunk was everywhere Now if every kid did it, cant you see What an icky mess it would be? No place for fish to swim No lakes for sailing in No rivers, no streams, no submarines, No swimming ever again! Now if every kid did it, cant you see What an icky, messy, no-fun world it would be? Yuck! Willie Wimple went a walking And he chopped a tree here(?) He threw his trash there, till the junk was everywhere Now if every kid did it, cant you see What a messy place it would be? No room for a marching band No place for people to stand No yards to play in, ---- to stay in, Just trash across our land Now if every kid did it, cant you see What an ugly, awful, no-fun world it would be? Yuck!