[ Featuring the Young Ones ]
If these walls could whisper, what stories they'd tell
If these walls could whisper, they'd know you too well
Stories of people from far and from near
They gave them some shelter for rain and for fear
Gave room for laughter
A punch and a kiss
The walls stored all memories not one they missed
Oh the walls don't whisper
Scream is what they do
"Don't let me crumble"
They beg me and you
Dust and decay are taking their toll
Soon there'll be no more town of old
"It's a shame" say the people as they watch and weep
But the businessman has his promise to keep
"I'll take these memories and make 'em my gold"
Growing his wealth till he's buried and cold
The stones will fly
So down they go
The curtains will fall at the end of the show
Oh the walls don't whisper
Scream is what they do
"Don't let me crumble"
They beg me and you
Sledgehammering men are taking their toll
Soon there'll be no more town of old
But the walls will whisper, in the stories we tell
'Bout the walls of the old town we used to know so well
In our boxes of concrete, our houses so new
Making new memories but still they're so few
Oh the walls of the old town stood mighty and strong
With their millions of memories they remain in this song
Oh the walls don't whisper, scream is what they do
"Don't let me crumble" they beg me and you
Dust and decay are taking their toll
Soon there'll be no more town of old
The stones will fly, so down they go
The curtains will fall at the end of the show
