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 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