Old man bristlecone, please hear my plea:
Draw from your wealth of knowledge from the last ten centuries
Help me to tell my brothers and my sisters too
We've got to save our planet - and here's what we've got to do
We've got to:
  Manage our resour
Come On lyrics

I must be feeling low
I talked to god in a phonebox on my way home
I told you my answer
I left you my dreams on your answering 
ces, protect our atmosphere
  Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear
    Yesteryear
I don't see how they do it - rape our mother and her skies
All in the name of money and feed us with a pack of lies
I want to swim in the ocean and make castles in the sand
Not
World Starvation lyrics

I can add apples and oranges, but I can't grow a damn thing
I know the history of the whole world, but I can't seem to shape my own des
swim in all this garbage - people you've got to understand
We've got to:
  Manage our resources, protect our atmosphere
  Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear
    Yesteryear
This is a simple song from a simple man
It brings a simple message - a message with 
I Don't Do Much lyrics

Hmm, shit, I don't do much
Y'knawmean? Smoke weed, fuck bitches, huh
Get paper cuts from countin money...
I just be chillin, y'
a simple plan
We've got to clean up our oceans, we've got to clean up our skies
We've got to make corporations open up their fucking eyes
We've got to:
  Manage our resources, protect our atmosphere
  Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear
    Yesteryear