Bricks and mortar, reflecting social change,

Cracks in the pavement, reveal cravings for success

Why do we try to hide our past

By pulling down houses and build car parks

Windows and mirrors like a two-way glass

This is progress, nothing stands in its path



Yellow bulldozers, the donkey jackets and J.C.B.'s

While hundreds are homeless they're constructing a parking space



Why do they have to knock them down

And leave the site dormant for months on end?

Who has the right to make that choice?

A man whose home has cost forty grand



Tell me!



Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar

Knock 'em down