The Man Who Never Recharged

Let me tell you all a story 'bout a man named Charlie
And his fight with the EPA
He kissed his wife good-bye, and left for work one morning
And he ain't come home to this day

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Oh, he never recharged, no he never recharged
And they say he's still at large (oh, poor Charlie)
He may drive forever on the streets of Seattle
He's the man who never recharged

Now Charlie had a car, one of 10 Most Wanted
On a list by the EPA
Well, they caught him and they fined him,
and when that didn't stop him
They towed Charlie's car away

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Well, he swore they'd never get him again for pollutin'
So he bought an electric car
It went pretty fast along the streets of Seattle
But it just didn't get him that far

Refrain

He was following one 'o them electrified buses
When a thought entered into his brain
So he rigged a couple poles goin' out thru the sunroof
And his life's never been the same

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Now he flies up the hills and down the streets of Seattle
His EV's got an infinite range
And he never has to think about the cost of his driving
With no batteries to charge or change

Refrain

Charlie is a grinning, but his poor wife is moaning,
"Oh what's to become of me."
He's never gonna stop because Charlie's such a miser
He'll never quit if driving it is free

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There's wires everywhere along the streets of Seattle
But there's one place they just don't roam
So we're passing the hat to get the trolley lines extended
To route poor Charlie back home

Refrain (from doing this :-)

Lee's comments:

My sincere apologies to the Kingston Trio, for this terrible parody of their "?? Street Protest Song" (I think it was called).

Seattle WA has an extensive system of electrified buses with overhead wires for power. When I worked out there, I took these buses to work, or drove an electric car (borrowed from Eric Sundin and the folks at EVsNW). John Wayland came up for a visit from Portland OR, and we were riding around in one of Eric's EVs with a sunroof. John was driving it flat out, racing up and down the hills, and I was complaining that we'd run out of juice before we reached our destination. "No problem," he replied. "Just reach up and connect to those overhead wires!" The idea for this poem was born.