There is mass confusion in the forest  I heard it on the radio   And they're bringing in some guy  And he is gonna go on  About all the things he don't know   And there's some girl in the background   Screaming something about missing trees  And I'm wondering   Where did they go?   No lines on the highway no passing they say   No green to my left and no green to my right   And the man behind the axe   Always gets a full meal   Cause green never puts up much of a fight   So here's some helpful hints   Some breath assured pints   Full of beautiful grace so we steal their space   And death comes quickly   So we pull up to our double car garage hideaways   And we start to say   Where did all the trees go?   They moved across the street to grow   Where did all the trees go?   Does anyone know?   Where did all the lights come from   They say you're big before you're small   I'm sure glad I don't know it all   If the trees could be lions   Would they still fall and be tagged   Would they refuse to surrender, refuse to be gagged?   If the trees had a mother and a father like mine   Would they stand up say praise the trees   The trees will be fine   Wake me up from this dream and tell me   Things aren't as bad as they seem   And tell me is it so not cool to say   Who will save the trees   Will it be me