Late last night I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi took away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
They paved paradise, put up a parking lot (Ooh, bop-bop-bop-bop)

And to think when this song was written global warming was not even in our public conscious. Paving paradise seems to be only the start of our problems.