Incomplete, cast in the concrete walk the city streets granite sky My machine built the factories feeds the worker bees get in line Chrous: Round and round and round the wheels come down Dreaming of the steam the pounding sounds Round and round and round the wheels come down Won't you electrify my soul intensify it all Little girl in a concrete world artificial hurt in your eyes You won't see any living trees any flower fields in my time Chorus I like the plastic people paper world The silver moon, the iron sun I'll fold you paper flowers little girl for you'll never see a real one
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