There was a man in the jungle, trying to make ends meet Found himself one day with an axe in his hand When a voice said 'Buddy can you spare that tree We gotta save this world - starting with your land.'
It was a rock'n'roll millionaire from the USA Doing three to the gallon in a big white car And he sang and sang 'til he polluted the air And he blew a lot of smoke from a Cuban cigar
And the stars are looking down Through a hole in the sky And if they can see, they cry That's obvious
And the walls are coming down Between the west and the east You don't have to be a hippie to believe in peace That's obvious... it's obvious... obvious
There was a kid in the city selling crack to get by Got caught one day with a gun in his hand When a voice said, 'OK, get 'em up in the air You're too young to live like this but you ain't too fast to die.'
Just another foot-soldier in a stupid little war Another sound-bite on the American scene Caught between the supplier only dreaming of money And the demand of the man with money who needs a little help to dream
So we starve all the teachers And recruit more marines How come we don't even know what that means It's obvious
And the walls are coming down Between the eagle and the dove You don't have to be a hippie to believe in love That's obvious... it's obvious... obvious