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?