They're pulling down our house to make a supermarket
The bathroom will be full of tins of beans
Somewhere there's a man with a special master plan
I think this is what progress means
I'll have to find a new place for the budgie
I'll have to find a new place for my bed
A bulldozer was waiting, there's no need for hesitating
So I went up to the driver and I said:
This place is our place, it's nothing very fancy sir, I know
But it's all that we have got, so I'm asking you to stop
'Cause there's really nowhere else for us to go
No, there's really nowhere else for us to go
They're pulling down the forest with their diesel chainsaws
Tearing down the bushes and the trees
Filling in the holes which give shelter to the voles
And burning all the shady leaves
The foxes and the badgers will be homeless
The spiders, ants and every living thing
The weasels were all worried, until out a rabbit scurried
He said, "Gather round the lumberjacks and sing":
This place is our place, it's nothing very fancy sir, I know
But it's all that we have got, so I'm asking you to stop
'Cause there's really nowhere else for us to go
No, there's really nowhere else for us to go
They're knocking down the world to build a great big car park
Soon there will be concrete everywhere
No clean sea for the dolphin swimming free
Not a breath of clean fresh air
The world belongs to animals as well sir
The plants all have their place upon the land
It's the only one, so it's time that we began
To sing and make them understand (please listen):
This place is our place, it's nothing very fancy sir, I know
But it's all that we have got, so I'm asking you to stop
'Cause there's really nowhere else for us to go
No, there's really nowhere else for us to go