Trees lyrics

Scod: The trees are dying
I'd hate to be a tree in this new century
All:The trees are crying
I'd hate to have what's done to a tree done to me
Gatesy:Cos they cut them down and turn them into wood
Yon: They rape entire forests for the corporate good
Scod: A million awful things are done to trees
But worst of all (yon and gatesy:Worst of all)
All: Trees get chained to hippies
Trees get chained to hippies
Free the trees!
Scod: I'd rather have a squirrel store his nuts in me
Help! I'm chained up to a hippy.
yon and gatesy:Free the trees
scod:Smoking dope right near me
yon and gatesy:Free the trees
scod:Not offering me any
yon and gatesy:Free the trees
scod:Playing bongos badly
yon and gatesy:Free the trees
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Free the trees, free the trees, free the trees
Have I made my point quite clearly?
Am I labouring it now?
I'd rather be a table
I think rather be woodchips ...