Lyrics:

Well, I think it's fine

Buildin' jumbo planes

Or takin' a ride

On a cosmic train.

Switch on Summer

From a slot machine.

Yes, get what you want to, if you want,

'Cause you can get anything.



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I know we've come a long way.

We're changin' day to day,

But tell me, where do the children play?



Well, you roll on roads

Over fresh green grass

For your lorry loads

Pumpin' petrol gas

And you make them long

And you make them tough,

But they just go on and on, and it seems

That you can't get off.



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Well, you've cracked the sky.

'Scrapers fill the air,

But will you keep on buildin' 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?



[Chorus]



[Until end: 'Do, do, do, do, do...']