Billy Bragg - All Fall Down lyrics

Councillors, magistrates, men of renown Who needs to live in a dirty old town? Yes, come on, tear it down Who needs the trees and the flowers to grow? We can have a motorway with motorway dough I know, I know, they've got to go Tear them down, mess them round Make a mockery of all of the crowds And if you ever have a sleepless night Just count out your money, it will be alright Politicians, planners, go look at what you've done Your madness is making a machine of everyone But one day your machine might turn on We'll tear you down, mess you round And bury you deep under the ground And we'll dance on you grave till the flowers return And the trees tell us secrets it took ages to learn We'll tear you down We'll tear you down, mess you round And bury you deep under the ground And we'll dance on you grave till the flowers return And the trees tell us secrets it took ages to learn We'll tear you down