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They're going to build a motorway through my back garden No one can explain why I came to be chosen They're going to build a motorway they're ripping up the trees Soon the lorries will be zooming through my cabbages and peas Word came from the Council, it was just about a plan I didn't understand, it sounded very grand They talked of urban re-development, improving the environment They says to ease the traffic flow with it and my back garden had to go Well I don't know I suppose that those who started it must know best And I wouldn't like my vegetable patch to stand in the way of progress They're going to build a motorway through my back garden No one can explain why I came to be chosen They're going to build a motorway they're ripping up the trees Soon the lorries will be zooming through my cabbages and peas The brother lives in Lilac Grove, it's just across the street I've not seen him for weeks, we've always used to meet And have a pint or two at Paddy Lowe's, it's just a heap [bad word] now The pawnshop's disappeared, so's the barber's where we always used to go Well I don't know These noisy great machines are working non-stop And funny things are growing and it looks as though the bomb's dropped The bulldozers are closing in now on my back garden No one can explain why I came to be chosen The bulldozers are closing in, they've ripped up all the trees Soon the lorries will be zooming through my cabbages and peas I don't go out much any more, can't find my way around Wind nearly knocked me down, there's tunnels underground And just to get about from place to place it's like a bleedin' steeplechase Day and night the traffic flows, it's best to plug your ears and hold your nose Well I suppose I'm better off than some, don't think I'm just sour And I'm grateful for the grandstand view I'm getting of [bad word] hour They've built an eight-lane motorway through my back garden No one can explain why I came to be chosen They've built an eight-lane motorway, they've ripped up all the trees Now the lorries zoom where once I grew my cabbages and peas