Radon, Radon, Radon!


Radon, Radon, Radon
Sung to the tune of “Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel”

 Radon, Radon, Radon,radon dreidel
You’re coming out my spout.
Radon, Radon, Radon,
My hair is falling out.

Radon, Radon, Radon
It’s said you’re here to stay
And all of us New Yorkers
Will get mass tissue decay.

So who do we take time to thank?
Spectra and its allies.
But our glass is half full
‘cause our rents will stabilize!

If I want to gamble
I’ll use dreidels, treats, and gelt.arch santa hat SNOW
I won’t let Spectra Gas decide
To gamble with my health.