Schwa Lyrics

Where Do the Children Play?

Lyricist: Cat Stevens
Vocalist: Dave Katz

Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes. 
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train. 
Switch on summer from a slot machine. 
yes, Get what you want to if you want, 'cause you can get anything. 

I know we've come a long way, 
We're changing day to day, 
But tell me, where do the children play? 

Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass. 
For your lorry loads pumping petrol gas. 
And you make them long, and you make them tough. 
But they just go on and on, and it seems that you can't get off. 

Oh, I know we've come a long way, 
We're changing day to day, 
But tell me, where do the children play? 

Well you've cracked the sky, scrapers fill the air. 
But, will you keep on building higher 
'til there's no more room up there? 
Will you make us laugh, will you make us cry? 
Will you tell us when to live, will you tell us when to die? 

I know we've come a long way, 
We're changing day to day, 
But tell me, where do the children play? 

Hard Headed Woman 

I'm looking for a hard headed woman, 
One who will take me for myself, 
And if I find my hard headed woman, 
I will need nobody else, no, no,no. 

I'm looking for a hard headed woman, 
One who will make me do my best, 
And if I find my hard headed woman 
I know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes. 

I know a lot of fancy dancers, 
people who can glide you on a floor, 
They move so smooth but have no answers. 
When you ask them "What d'you come here for?" 
"I don't know" "Why?" 

I know many fine feathered friends 
but their friendliness depends on how you do. 
They know many sure fired ways 
to find out the one who pays 
and how you do. 

I'm looking for a hard headed woman, 
One who will make me feel so good, 
And if I find my hard headed woman, 
I know my life will be as it should -- yes, yes, yes. 

I'm looking for a hard headed woman, 
One who will make me do my best, 
And if I find my hard headed woman...