#1
Many times ago
before the bank or loan
there was a time no one knowed
a time of silence and peace
but all would come to cease
as the trees came to lease


Chorus(x2)
We took all they had
the air
the land
the wild
but not the hands of child

We took all they had
the air
the land
the wild
but not their hands of child

And as we sell,
A rebel yell
rises from the hell
paybacks a bitch
for the snitch
when he takes a
pinch at
what was thiers
he don't care

(Chorus)

the green from the tree
is all that he sees
to take away the peoples
dignity as they have no
way to plea


(solo)

So as the land
gets bare
like a
old man loses hair
That old man
takes his hand
and puts it on
the rare to
silience and stop
and make the green off the treetop
#4
"when he takes a
pinch at
what was thiers
he don't care "

thats gotta be about weed
I guess you gotta write about politics to not be emo