Kimberly-Clarke, not exactly a park
Though it's parked there
Along the autopista
Dominating the vista
Fumes filling the air
Cuddly, cruddily Kimberly-Clarke,
Outside of Orizaba, Veracruz
Makes diapers, paper towels, tissues
But according to the local news
No one knows how they dispose of their residues
Cuddly, cruddily Kimberly-Clarke,
Makes diapers, paper towels, tissues
For human residues
So perhaps we shouldn't judge
What they do with their sludge
Cuddly, cruddily, muddily, sludgily
Cuddly, cruddily, muddily, sludgily
Kimberly-Clarke,
Outside of Orizaba, Veracruz
Emits a vomitous odor
Offends every nose for miles, it's Mexico's
Whiff of a northern neighbor
Who likes lax pollution rules and cheap labor
Someone forgot, damnit, damnit
Winds travel round the world,
And we're on the same planet
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