We're gonna build a highway
Concrete reaching to the sky
As all the people turn their backs
On cobblestones and chimney stacks
They're gonna pull this house down
They say that it's a slum
No thought for people's feelings,
cause progress has to come
The home he's had for sixty years
So they'll find an institution
where he'll spend his lonely
Pull the damn thing down,
we're gonna build a highway
And either side will beautify,
with concrete reaching to the sky
Pull the damn thing down,
As other people turn their backs
on cobblestones and chimney stacks
He's back home for the first time
and wife in Mink and Fuzz
The places that he used to know
Are all multi -story car parks
and he can't believe his eyes
We're gonna build a highway
And I decide we'll beautify
With concrete reaching to the sky
As all the people turned their backs
A couple of stoners and chimney stacks
Pulled the damn thing down
People don't want changes,
to keep up with the times
Securing their surroundings,
Then the man from London town,
And the place that they remember
will just never be the same
Pull the damn thing down,
we're gonna build a highway
By the side, the beautified,
with concrete reaching to the sky
Pull the damn thing down,
As all the people turn their backs,
on cobblestones and chimney stacks