Wouldn't it be great
to see the African plains
before they lay them to waste
and only the bones remain
Wouldn't it be poetry to shoot
holes in the poachers we see
with an elephant gun
Men in helicopters fly
shooting rhinos
from out of the sky
Why do we always assume
the planet is ours to ruin
what a legacy
we're leaving behind
what a legacy
Wouldn't it be something
for the men killing dolphin
to be caught up by their necks
in their greedy fishing nets
Wouldn't it be irony
if the tuna fish canneries
were to fall into the sea
The dolphins and the whales
still left alive
cry to the stars
in the deep blue night
There's nowhere to hide
the people on earth
will not be denied
what a legacy
we're leaving behind
what a legacy
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Wouldn't it be odd
if there really was a God
and he looked down on earth
and saw what we've done to Her
Wouldn't it be just
if He pulled the plug on us
and took away the sun
Men in helicopters fly
shooting rhinos
from out of the sky
Why do we always assume
the planet is ours to ruin
Oh The dolphins
and still left alive
I cay in the deep blue night
There's nowhere to hide
the people on earth
will not be denied
what a legacy
we're leaving behind
what a legacy
we're leaving behind
we're leaving behind