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