First class ticket on a train that´s insane
I ain´t too sure where the jouney will end
Power machines come to tear down my house
but can´t tear all my memories down

Putting a booth where my home uses to stand
widening highways force me out of my landtearing out trees that I climbed as a childyou live your pocket every few miles.

Turning my yard to a block of cement
choking out nature with pavement and trucks
Black clouds of smoke fill the air no repent
you say It´s progress and I think it sucks.

Blinded by dollar sings. how can you see every thing this means to me

What gives you the right to do what you want to
don´t I have the right to say my opinion
don´t I have a voice to ovte for my future
progress wields it´s mighty words and cuts our planet apart

Action, chain reaction, say what you gotta say
nobody´s listening to you anyway
look out your window tell me what you see
corporation sreeding like disease