Well, I think it's fine buildin' jumbo planes
Or takin' a ride on a cosmic train
Switch on a summer from a slot machine
Yes, you can get what you want, if you want it
'Cause you can get anything

I know we've come a long way
We're changin' day to day
But tell me where do the children play?

Well, you roll on roads over fresh green grass
With your heavy loads pumping petrol gas
And you make 'em long and you make 'em tough
And you just go on and on and it seems you can't get off

I know we've come a long way
We're changin' day to day
But tell me where do the children play?

Crack the sky, scrapers fill the air
But you keep on buildin' higher
'Til there's no more room up there?

Will you make us laugh?
Will you make us cry?
Will you tell us when to live?
Will you tell us when to die?

I know we've come a long way
We're changin' day to day
But tell me where do the children play?
Tell me where do the children play?

Well, I think it's fine buildin' jumbo planes
Or takin' a ride on a cosmic train
But, where do the children play?
Just tell me where do the children play?

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Writer(s): Yusuf Islam