Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes.
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train.
Switch on summer from a slot machine.
Get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything...
I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play...
Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass.
For your lorryloads pumping petrol gas.
And you make them long, and you make them tough.
But they just go on and on, and it seems you can't get off...
Oh, I know we've come a long way,
We're changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play...
When you crack the sky, scrapers fill the air
Will you keep on building higher
'til there's no more room up there
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die...
I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day
But tell me, where do the children play!
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