We live in the land of plenty
But many things aren't plenty anymore
Like the water from our sink
They say is not safe to drink
you gotta go and buy it at the store.
Now, we're told there's a hole in the ozone
Look whats washing on the beach
And Lord, I believe
From the heavens to the seas
We're bringing mother nature to her knees
So lets
Leave some blue up above us
Let's leave some green on the ground
Its only ours to borrow
Let's save some for tommorrow
Leave it and Pass It On Down
The place where I lived called the canyon