Standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands
When I'm overhearing elder ladies as the rumors 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 mum and dad
Told them she was playing in the change room of her local footballside
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
It only takes one match to burn a thousand trees
You see it in the class room in the swimming pool where the match stick
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 only takes one tree to make a thousand matches
It 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 only takes one tree to make a thousand matches
It only takes one match to burn a thousand trees |