"Falling Down New Architecture" - Lyrics

Falling down new architecture
Damp factories in the rain
Rows of high rise tower blocks
You know it’s never too late
For the architect to explain
For the writer to drop a line
Falling down new architecture
Falling utopian parks

Falling down new architecture
Tear down the plastic moon
Let’s not get so futuristic
You know these visions ain’t true
For the sailor must sail a boat
For the gardens must explode
Falling down new architecture
As white as mechanical doves

Falling down new architecture
Burn through her paper walls
Rooms of imperial isolation
Their horizons never fall
For the prostitute to be rewarded
For the script to sparkle apart
Falling down new architecture
Falling utopian art