When all the trees are gone. CHOP, CHOP 
We will sing 'Rock a Bye Baby in a ___ Top' 
When lover's go walking, they will lay by a rock 
Under the burning sun, blistered with sun shock. 

There will be no birds left to sing sweet lullabies 
Animals extinct, who will answer the whys? 
Loggings been exported to overseas lands 
To be imported back as sawdust and fine sands. 

Wearing our oxygen masks night and day 
Futures children, 'What is a leaf?' will say 
Autumns colours of gold, yellow and red 
'Liquid Amber' trees so brittle and dead. 

The books that held the knowledge of these trees 
This fleshy pulp, gone. Not recycled properly. 

There used to be trees in the year 2000!