Rip Rip Woodchip (1989) Songtext
von John Williamson

What am I gonna do, what about the future?
Gotta draw the line without delay
Why shouldn′t I get emotional, the bush is sacred
Ancient life will fade away

Over the hill they go, killing another mountain
Gotta fill the quota, can't go slow
Huge machinery wiping out the scenery
One big swipe like a shearer′s blow

Rip, rip woodchip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, no news today
Nightmare, dreaming, can't you hear the screaming?
Chainsaw, eyesore, more decay

Remember the axemen knew their timber
Cared about the way they brought it down
Crosscut, blackbutt, tallowood and cedar
Build another bungalow - pioneer town


I am the bush and I am koala
We are one, go hand in hand
I am the bush like Banjo and Henry
It's in my blood, gonna make a stand

Rip, rip woodchip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, no news today
Nightmare, dreaming, can′t you hear the screaming?
Chainsaw, eyesore, more decay
Rip, rip woodchip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, don′t understand
Nightmare, dreaming, can't you hear the screaming?
Stirs my blood, gonna make a stand

Rip, rip wood chip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, don′t understand
Nightmare, dreaming, can't you hear the screaming?
Stirs my blood, gonna make a stand
Rip, rip woodchip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, don′t understand
Nightmare, dreaming, can't you hear the screaming?
Stirs my blood, gonna make a stand


Rip, rip woodchip, turn it into paper
Throw it in the bin, don′t understand
Nightmare, dreaming, can't you hear the screaming?
Stirs my blood, gonna make a stand