Looking at the city, in all its nakedness

Thinking what a pity, thinking what a mess

Stood by dirty waters, lapping up the shore

Wondering what eternity, has got me marked down for

Time is running out

Time is running out

See the broken soldiers, lying on the beach

Spirits torn and shattered, cause Heaven's out of reach

Little children crying hunger in their head

Mother nature sits and stares surrounded by her dead

Time is running out

Time is running out

Let's take those nice green fiеlds and build some parking lots

Give out lots of green-shield and plastic baby cots

Cut down on your ovеrheads by turning to computers

And give out lots tickets for those cardboard cut-out commuters

Time is running out

Time is running out

Oh what will you do

When time runs out on you

Time is running out

Time is running out