Nationals Senator Barnaby Joyce recently put out a press release in which he addressed the issue of CO2 regulation, and quoted a line which he stated was from a cowboy movie (which one I don't know), but which younger bloggers will probably best remember as having been sampled by Nate Dogg and Warren G in the song "Regulate".

REGULATORS, MOUNT UP!

And so, with Mr Dogg and Mr G's song firmly in mind, I went and wrote this:

REGULATE. Bob Brown and Julia G. (With apologies to Nate Dogg and Warren G).

*Spoken:*

Regulators – we regulate any emitting of this molecule

And we’re damn good too

But you can’t be any geek off the street

Gotta be cosy with the Greens, if you know what I mean, to earn your keep!

REGULATOOOOOOORS... MOUNT UP.

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon

Julia G was on the streets trying to resume

The search for a tax, but I was in a funk

Just rolling in my Prius, chilling all alone

Just hit the left wing of the ALP

On a mission trying to find PM Julia G

Got a new carbon tax that we need to tweak

Just make sure that the press club’s Murdoch-free

So Rudd pinned his hopes on Turnbull and CRU-ists

Got GetUp on his side so he said let’s do this

He put up the tax, he said what’s up

But Abbott pulled a coup so he said “I’m stuck”

See the Greens causing me to glide and swerve

My ETS looks like it’s hit the curb

Can’t they let it through now for a later fix

I see the Libs have got Kevin all in a fix

Now Kevin’s stuffed; he did it himself

He just can’t see, he blew the country’s wealth

Just look at the polls they’ve gone to heck

I looked at the Party, said damn, what’s next

They had Kevin hemmed up and they’re all around

Election coming up, they’ll get their fleshy pound

I gotta boost the polls quick ‘fore they’re too far down

I best pull out my knife and bring Kevvy down

They got knives in my back

I think I’m going down

I can’t believe it’s happening here in Canberra town

If I had wings I would fly, let me contemplate,

Off to the UN, to ingratiate

“There’s no carbon tax” was my ace in the hole

Bob Brown helped me stop Tony Abbott stone cold

Now they’re screamin’ and yellin’, it’s a tad bit late

Bob Brown and Julia G said we’ll regulate

I got all those GetUp votes,

I watched the rolls explode

Now I’m switching my mind to Carbon Tax mode

And though I need votes, sit back and observe

Those new-elected Greens over there on the kerb

Now Bob got the votes and that’s a known fact

Lib Preference mistakes got him on the right track

Back up, back up, ‘cause it’s on, B.O.B. And me

the Carbon ALP

Just like before, Polls are in the same spot

In need of some desperate help

But Bob Brown and the G-girl

Are reprieved by something else

Some tabloid rag was awful as hell

Did things we all despise

I said “Murdoch’s black heart is cold as ice,

let’s en-qui-rize...”

I got a fistful of Greens and it’s going real swell

The next stop is the media inquiry from He-e-e-e-ell.

I’m tweaking... into a whole new era

Grünreich,

mess with this, we dare ya!

Laws, on a whole new level

Bolt, Blair and Murdoch’s face is the face of the Devil!

Gore sings, we brings enquiry

Grünreich

Where ignorance is strength

and strength is ignorance

If you know like I know

You don’t want to mess with this

It’s the Grünreich era

Funked out with a Brownshirt twist

If you smoke like a chimney

Down near Battersea way

And if the gas should be “carbon”

ALP will regulate.