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All Fall Down

This song is by Billy Bragg and appears on the album William Bloke (1996).

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 all right.

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.

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