See the mill all boarded up
Hear the sympathetic sigh
He summed it up succinctly
"It's your paycheck or your planet,
The loggers or the birds"
Pete Wilson and his cronies
They said, "Big Timber is our business
And to the dollar we are bound"
Their absence was a message
"We'll turn a blinded eye
Don't expect us to give a damn
Charles Hurwitz told the nation
"The battle lines are drawn
These eco-terrorists won't stop
'Til all your jobs are gone"
His PR team worked overtime
"These bomb-throwers and tree-spikers
Just want to kill you all"
A man stood with a chainsaw
Knowing only what he knew
Every lesson that he learned
Said it's either me or you
His saw lanced through the redwood
Many hateful words he said
And several seconds later
David Chain was lying dead
Now some will call this man a killer
Some will call this man a thug
Some will cover it with lies
And try to sweep it 'neath the rug
But from Oakland to Fortuna
There is murder in the air
And there are killers running free