I stand with the tiger as they make their last stand.
I stand with the tiger against the ravage of man.
I stand with the animals pushed to the wall,
The rhino, the panda, I stand with them all.
I stand with the great apes. The gorilla's my kin,
and I wouldn't want to be in a world they're not in.

I stand with the wolf, the she wolf and cub
against steel jawed traps that would leave them a nub.
I stand with the whale. I stand and I weep
over all of their blood that was shed in the deep.
I stand with the elephant, so noble and bold,
who are killed for their tusks that are hacked off and sold.

I stand with the animals. I love one and all,
and I think to myself, surely this is man's fall.
We're burning the garden, we're cutting her trees.
I stand and I beg, I plead, people STOP, PLEASE!
Yet my heart knows that this won't be enough,
If we stand with the tiger, we'll have to get tough.

For this is our last stand. We're all on the brink.
We have to just stop it and take time to think.
We must face the truth that we're killing our self.
We must start to value our planet's true wealth.
It's not in the gold that's hid in her soil.
It's not in the steel and it's not in the oil.

It's not in the stuff that these things will build.
For what good is it all after everything's killed.
What joy in a world if we're in it alone,
with her beauty destroyed and our hearts turned to stone.
Oh, we might still live on, but surely not well.
For we would have turned our fair garden to hell.