Standing at the bus stop with my shopping In my hands when I'm overhearing elder Ladies as the rumours start to fly you can Hear them in the school yard scrap yard Chip shop phone box in the pool hall at The shoe stall every corner turned around
It started with a school girl who was Running running home to her mam and Dad told them she was playing in the Change room of her local football side they Said tell us again so she told them again They said tell us the truth they found it hard To believe cause he taught our steve he Even trained me taught uncle john who's Father of three
But it only takes one tree to make
A thousand matches Only takes one match to burn
A thousand trees
You see it in the class room in the Swimming pool where the matchstick men Are made at the scouts hall at the football Where the wise we trust are paid they all Honour his name he did a lot for the game He got his name knocked up above the Sports ground gates but now they are Ripping them down stamping the ground Picture gathers dust behind the bar in the Lounge it takes one tree to make
A thousand matches Only takes one match to burn
A thousand trees
Wake up and smell the rain shake up he's Back to stay he hasn't been on a holiday His growing seeds don't believe why he's Been away in the school yard change room Playing fields bathroom phone box office Blocks corner turned around they keep Doubting the flame tossing the blame got His name knocked up above the sports Ground gates but now they're Ripping them down stamping the ground Picture gathers dust in the bar in the Lounge it takes one tree to make
A thousand matches It only takes one match to burn
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