作词 : P.Willams/J.Conrad

This tired city was somebody's dream

Billboard horizons as black as they seem
A four level highway across the land
We're building a home for the
Family of man Prices are rising

The devil's to pay

Moving the mountain that got in the way
Prayer books and meetings define the plan
Deciding the fate of the family of man

And it's so hard whatever are we coming to

Yes it's so hard with so little time
And so much to do

Memories replacing the loves that we've lost

Burning our bridges as soon as they're crossed

Factories built where the rivers ran
And time running out for the family of man

So hard

So hard  so hard  so hard
Family of man  so hard
Family of man  so hard
Family of man  so hard

Family of man  so hard family of man

So hard family of man
So hard family of man
So hard family of man

So hard family of man

So hard family of man

So hard family of man

So hard family of man