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Yo, I'm LumbajackChoppin' down the trees with my battle axeI do believe that it's a matter of factThat if you lived in the forestWhere I was born and raisedYou'll be half dead and more than three fourths crazedWell, I was raised by the wolvesTill the age of fifteenI wrestled all the bearsAnd owned the BerenstainsThen I beat up JackAnd stole his magic beanNow I rock the flannelAnd I chop down treesYou know, StephenI've been thinking about treesThey're really our friendsWe shouldn't be cutting them down so muchBut why do we cut them downWe have enough foodWe have enough farmlandWhyMaybe we just like killing small animalsLetras de cancionesYou know I hate the treesThat's why I cut them downAnd I hate their leavesThat's why I burn them downAnd if Treebeard don't agreeThen I'll cut him down'Cause I don't meanTo be pushed around From Letras Mania