Break Up the Concrete by The Pretenders

There was a red brick road where I grew up on And a pretty stone wall round a fragrant lawn Fish in the pond that sparkled in the dawn But it ain’t no more it’s all gone gone gone Whoa! Ram it! Cram it! Grand Slam it! Break up the concrete, Break up the concrete Prod it! Sod it! Metal Rod it! Break up the concrete, Thwak it! Crack it! Lineback it! Break up the concrete, Shake it! Bake it! Earthquake it! Break up the concrete And the depot over there right next to the tracks That the slaves put down, while