Rotate your point of view Concrete surrounds you It used to be a field where we all played Suspend your disbelief This world became a thief To the beautiful things that flourished in your day That s why I say Stop
stop the world I said Stop
stop
stop the world Because I want to get off Want to get off Want to get off It s making me earthsick Substitute what is now for what had used to be Old or new
everybody s got to pick It s making me earthsick My head keeps spinning Progress is winning I don t recognize the place where I grew up This is no fantasy The ground beneath your feet Will soon be a store with things that you don t need That s why I plead |
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