Pull The Damn Thing Down-John Miles

Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And either side we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! They're gonna pull his house down, They say that it's a slum. No thought for peoples feelings 'Cause progress has to come. The home he's had for sixty years Is standing in their way, So they'll find an institution Where he'll spend his lonely days. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! He's back home for the first time In nearly twenty years, With money and position And wife in mink and furs. Places that he used to know Before he broke the ties Are all multi-storey car parks And he can't believe his eyes. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down! People don't want changes To keep up with the times. Secure in their surroundings And leading quiet lives. And then the man from London town Decides to rearrange And the place that they remember Will just never be the same. Pull the damn thing down, We're gonna build a highway. And I decide we'll beautify With concrete reaching to the sky. Pull the damn thing down, Soon you won't remember, As all the people turn their backs On cobbled stones and chimney stacks. Pull the damn thing down!