(Your Name Here) Lyrics by Fred Rand

Save the world, save the trees
Save the child from disease
Save the poor from the war
Save the government's score

Save the world from yourself
Save your words for the shelf
For while you were asleep
World rolled down in the deep


Your name here on the line
And things will be so fine
I can tell you're the good guy
By your blue rainbow eyes
And as the vegan kicker
You're not meant to survive


Save the world, save the guns
For the unprivileged ones
Save the people at ease
With their wealth guarantees

Save your girl for your bed
Save her for giving head
Save her vote for the red
Where you're from she'd be dead


Your name here on the line
So I can get home on time
Bald martyrs of the mountains
Now point you what to do
They know their sack and ashes
So we can see they're true


Your name here on the line
And please refer a friend


Save the world, save the grease
For the sporting obese
Save the whores for the pimp
Gaining likes off the wimp

Save the birds, save the bees
Save the queer from the fleas
Save your face, sign the line
Show that you are aligned

[Thanks to dotoar for adding these lyrics]