They'll block the rain, oh
With their salty leaves
They'll keep the wind oh
From our short short sleeves
Well if he comes
And tries to find us
We'll just grab hold
Branches above us
And we'll sit up here
We will wait a year
We'll come back, oh
We'll come back when the coast is clear
Oh no.. oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
It's a row, (a row), a row
A row of stumps surrounding us
It's bright and cold and lonesome
We must have cut them down in our sleep
In our sleep we must have cut down all the trees
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
And now the wind, it hits our sleeves
It's freezing we got colder
Older, we got older
Without those trunks surrounding us
I can see for miles tonight
And I think I see a distant light
And I need to find out what those are
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Sorry about the stumps
Sorry about the stumps
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
You're sitting here on bloody knees
Where once were eucalyptus trees
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
See you in the night
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
See you in the night
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no