Released on 1991

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I say green is the colour, it's the colour of our land

It was painted, created by his hand

Say what's the master plan to save the promised land

And who'll, who'll heal her wounds, for us and our children

Let me tell you now

We're the reason why there'll be no birds up in the sky

We got to put our hands together cos we're running out of time

(CHORUS)

We've got to stop it now, we've got to try

We've got to stop it now, we've got to try

The land and the seas, these are the beauties that bleed

The skies that are weeping

But what about the mouths that need feeding

Let me tell you now

We're the reason why there'll be no birds up in the sky

We got to put our hands together cos we're running out of time

(CHORUS)

We've got to stop it now, we've got to try

We've got to stop it now, we've got to try