Joni Mitchell, ”Big Yellow Taxi”

It’s something of an indictment on the ’60s and hippiedom in general that the closest thing it ever mustered to an environmental rallying cry was a discussion of those tiresome Hawaiians deciding to develop their land, thus ruining Joni Mitchell’s holiday. And if Mitchell’s oh-I’m-so-carefree laugh at the end of the song hasn’t started to grate on you after about the hundredth listen, well, you’re more even-tempered than me, put it that way.