Green, green grass

You tell me what is wrong with world,
You tell me what is wrong with the people,
Oh what is wrong with them.
You tell me what is wrong with air,
You tell me what is wrong with the flowers,
Why they don’t grow in our poisoned land.
Why the children,
Don’t smile,
Anymore?
Why the children,
Don’t play in a green, green grass?
Mother if there gonna be tomorrow,
The sun will shine like in the movies,
Oh yes it is.
No more pain, no more sorrows,
No more pain, no more sorrow,
Oh I wanna know no more sorrow at all.
Why the children,
Don’t smile,
Anymore?
Why the children,
Don’t play in a green, green grass?