Reminds me of writing about dinosaurs to the tune of Eric Claption’s “Cocaine”
It’s the end of the Cretaceous
And damn that rock is spacious.
Propane!
When the Mesozoic passes,
You’re all be petrol gasses
Propane!
You’ll supply fuel supply
Propane!
You’re lying in your flannels
And then the Age of Mammals
Propane!
Some day you’ll be a tankful
sold by a guy named Hank Hill
Propane!
You will die so he’ll fry
Propane!