Lyrics:
Where are all the pretty placesOh, where did they goTorn down by all the lonely facesFor something to holdFlattened static, paved in progress's nameBut what will all our little children sayWhen the only place to playIs in the dirty rainPoison river, muddy waterA dead man’s floatPlastic people stacked in towersWith nowhere to goThe sun will fill with ice and concrete greyCold and dark go on for days and daysTill the only thing that remainsIs the dirty rainNothing’s really ever gold anymoreNothing shines like it did beforeNothing’s really ever gold anymoreNothing shines like it did beforeFlattened static, paved in progress's nameBut what will all our little children sayWhen the only place to playIs in the dirty rainThe dirty rain