Somewhere on the edge of time
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You hear a plaintive song
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Remembering a way of life
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That seemed to go on and on and on
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What can we offer them now
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In a world that has turned from grace
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The jungle is burning so fast
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The smoke can be seen from space
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I walk along these smokey city streets
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Within these jungle walls it's so hard to breathe
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I heard the news and it's been eating at me
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They're tearing down the last of the Amazon trees
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The poor have need of the land, they say
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But the soil is thin and ends up blowin' away
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What about a million years of history
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And the creatures who inhabit this great mystery
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We've got to buy back the Amazon
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We've got to give the earth a chance to carry on
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If it's money they need let's give them all that they want
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We've got to buy back the Amazon
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Buy back the Amazon
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We carry on and keep it all inside
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But the time will come when there'll be nowhere to hide
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With all we're spending on our wars in space
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Why can't we save the Mother of the human race
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We've got to buy back the Amazon
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We've got to give the earth a chance to carry on
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If it's money they need let's give them all that they want
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We've got to buy back the Amazon
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Buy back the Amazon
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Buy back the Amazon
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Save it now so we can pass it on
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Wake up! Our future's almost gone
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We've got to buy back the Amazon
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We've got to give the earth a chance to carry on
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Make no mistake, when it's gone it's gone...
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Amazon
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