Lumbajack - Last Wednesday

Yo, I’m Lumbajack

Choppin' down the trees with my battle axe

I do believe that it’s a matter of fact

That if you lived in the forest

Where I was born and raised

You’ll be half dead and more than three fourths crazed

Well, I was raised by the wolves

Till the age of fifteen

I wrestled all the bears

And owned the Berenstains

Then I beat up Jack

And stole his magic bean

Now I rock the flannel

And I chop down trees

You know, Stephen

I’ve been thinking about trees

They’re really our friends

We shouldn’t be cutting them down so much

But why do we cut them down

We have enough food

We have enough farmland

Why

Maybe we just like killing small animals

You know I hate the trees

That’s why I cut them down

And I hate their leaves

That’s why I burn them down

And if Treebeard don’t agree

Then I’ll cut him down

'Cause I don’t mean

To be pushed around