I know that it's disturbing
It's what we have to do
The death of this forest
Is for the sake of revenue
I know it might seem depressing
But you know it's not so bad
It's just a few more acres
And there's money to be had
And I know it seems convincing
But the science stuff is fake
You shouldn't let it distract you
Cause you've got products to make
And you may be told otherwise
Don't believe what you've been shilled
Their facts don't match our opinions
And there's industry to build
It's not so bad
Children of the future losing grip on their fragile lives as they waste away slowly
The soil is barren the lakes are toxic and there's no game to hunt
Parents dead from wars over scarce clean water
They're lucky if they scavenge some meager scrap every other day
But that's their problem
Not mine
Not mine
How can you care so much
For birds and trees and such
Alive they're naught for the
Almighty economy
So what if they are killed
When quotas are fulfilled
So what if we all die
Money's worth more than life