Powerlines runnin´ through the branches on the street City cuts ´em down, nature never wins Hell gets its fury when God gets His piece Get your hands off me
Hey I am just a tree Swayin´ in the wind of personality Get your hands off me Hey I am just a man Who lost his roots because he got my hand
See that mansion on the hill I burn it down every day in my brain Officer, please, I didn´t know Anybody lived inside, or so I am told Get your hands off me Hey I am just a tree Swayed by the whispers on the wind Get your hands off me Hey
I am just a man With a baby and a pistol in my hand
It´s quite quaint here, with a tiny view Wish I could get on the telephone and talk to you It´s not better, this spinnin´ mind The bullets and blood I made for you Get your hands off me Hey I am just a tree Cut down by society Get your hands off me Hey I am just a man A father and a husband of this land A father and a husband of this land A father and a husband of this land A father and a husband of this land
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