I say green is the colour, it's the colour of our land.   Say what's the master plan to save the promised land.   And who'll, who'll heal her wounds, for us and our children   Let me tell you now.   We're the reason why there'll be no birds up in the sky   We got to put our hands together cos we're running out of time      We've got to stop it now, we've got to try   We've got to stop it now we've got to try      The land and the seas, these are the beauties that bleed   The skies that are weeping.   But what about the mouths that needs feeding   Let me tell you now   We're the reason there'll be no birds up in the sky   We got to put our hands together cos we're running out of time      We've got to stop it now, we've got to try   We've got to stop it, we've got to try