Wouldn't it be great
To see the African planes
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 leavin behind
What a legacy...
Wouldn't it be something
For the men killing dolphins
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 no where to hide
The people on Earth will no be denied
Oh what a legacy
We're leavin behind
What a legacy
Wouldn't it be odd
If there really was a God
And he looked down on Earth
And saw what we'd done to her?
Woudln't it be just
If be pulled the plug on us
And took away the sun?