there is ma** confusion in the forest i heard about it on the radio and they're bringing in some guy and he is gonna go on about all the things he don't know and there's some girl in the background screaming something about missing trees and I'm wondering where did they go? no lines on the highway, no pa**ing they say no green to my left, no green to my right and the man behind the axe always gets a full meal cause green never puts up much of a fight so here's some helpful hints, some breath a**ured pints full of beautiful grace, so we steal their space and d**h comes quickly so we pull up to our double car garage hideaways and we start to say
where did all the trees go? they moved across the street to grow where did all the trees go? does any one know? where did all the lights come from? they say you're big before you're small I'm sure glad i don't know it all if the trees could be lions would they still fall and be tagged would they refuse to surrender, refuse to be gagged? if a tree had a mother and a father like mine would they stand up say praise the trees, the trees will be fine? wake me up from this dream and tell me things aren't as bad as they seem and tell me is it so not cool to say who will save the trees will it be me