They build roads through the high country and cut the hill trees down
And on land for birds and animals they’ve built an ugly town.
But to point the finger at China may seem a bit unfair
As what’s happening in Tibet has happened everywhere
And even in this twenty first century man yet doesn’t understand
That we don’t own the Planet we do not own the land.
We do not own this Planet to this Planet we belong
And we cut down the woodland that support the birds of song
We lay to waste this Planet Earth but the Earth we can’t destroy
And Mother Earth will always be around ’tis man himself will die.
‘Tis we belong to Mother Earth and off Mother Earth we live
We eat her crops and animals but to her we do not give
We smear her face with concrete and we strip her forests bare
And what’s happening in Tibet has happened everywhere.