Old man bristlecone, please hear my plea: Draw from your wealth of knowledge from the last ten centuries Help me to tell my brothers and my sisters too We've got to save our planet - and here's what we've got to do We've got to: Manage our resources, protect our atmosphere Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear Yesteryear I don't see how they do it - rape our mother and her skies All in the name of money and feed us with a pack of lies I want to swim in the ocean and make castles in the sand Not swim in all this garbage - people you've got to understand We've got to: Manage our resources, protect our atmosphere Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear Yesteryear This is a simple song from a simple man It brings a simple message - a message with a simple plan We've got to clean up our oceans, we've got to clean up our skies We've got to make corporations open up their f**ing eyes We've got to: Manage our resources, protect our atmosphere Leave a planet for our children like the man of yesteryear Yesteryear