Well, I think it's fine
building jumbo planes
Or taking a ride
on a cosmic train
Switch on summer from a slotting 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
Tell me, where do the children play?
Well,
you roll on roads over fresh green grass
For your lorry loads pumping 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 No,
I know we've come a long way
We're changing day to day But tell me,
where do the children play?
Will you crack the sky?
Scrapers fill the air
But will you keep on building higher
Till there's no more run-up there?
Will you make us laugh?
Will you make us cry?
Yes, 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
Tell me,
where do the children play?