What am I gonna do?
What about the future?
Gotta draw the line without delay
Why shouldn't I get emotional?
The bush is sacred
Ancient life will fade away
Over the hill I go
Killing another mountain
Gotta fill the quota
Can't go slow
Huge machinery
Wiping out the scenery
One big swipe like a shearers blow
Rip rip wood chip
Turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin
No news today
Nightmare dreaming
Can't you hear the screaming
Chainsaw I saw more decay
Remember the axeman knew their timber
Cared about the way they brought it down
Crosscut black but tallowood and cedar
Build another bungalow pioneer town
I am the bush and I am koala
We as one go hand in hand
I am the bush like Banjo and Henry
Its in my blood gonna make a stand
Rip rip wood chip
Turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin
No news today
Nightmare dreaming
Can't you hear the screaming
Chainsaw I saw more decay
Rip rip wood chip
Turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin
No news today
Nightmare dreaming
Can't you hear the screaming
Chainsaw I saw more decay
Rip rip wood chip
Turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin
No news today
Nightmare dreaming
Can't you hear the screaming
Chainsaw I saw more decay
