There is an island made out of garbage
It's twice the size of the state of Texas
It's wall to wall with
Plastic

[What? True? Is that true? Yes it is]

It drifts upon a sea of indifference
In between us and our existence
And they call it that Great Pacific Garbage Patch

Since 1950 we've turned out plastic
Nine billion tons of it to be exact
And seven billion tons of that nine billion
Has been thrown into your trash
And five billion of that seven billion
Has made its way out
Into the ocean
Where it is stuck in that Great Pacific Garbage Patch

So throw your hands up in the air
And wave em like you just don't care
Because you don't

Throw your lighters up there too
They're going to be here longer than me or you [yeah]
Don't think they won't
Yeah
[whistling]

[Just love the days[?]]

Say hey
[Hey hey] Do something
[Hey hey] Say something
[Hey hey] Do something
[Hey hey] Say something

So blow your ah-hey!
I said hey [Hey]
I said hey [Hey]
I said hey hey [Hey]
I'm like hey hey [Hey hey]
And I say hey hey [Hey hey]