Текст песни The Price We Pay - Dean

I′ll write you the words
Of birds singing in the trees
No words of romance to please
Not while the shirts and ties
Build matchbox houses and concrete towers
In green fields once boasting acres of wild flowers

The fault is not progress, just our greed and our faultless styles
We all want everything made nice
But ask yourself, "Are you ready to pay the price?"
"Do you really want a world with no bird singing in the trees?"
"A world with no words of romance to please"

Hmmm
Yeah
Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
Without birds singing in the trees?
I'll write no words of romance
To please

While the shirts and ties get rich so quick (as they get rich so quick)
With thier matchbox houses and walls of glass
Towers and fields

The fault is not the progress, just our greed
And our faultless, oh our faultless, those regardless styles
But ask yourself, "Are you ready?"
"Are you ready?" Ready to, ready to pay the price
The inevitable price, price, price

Are you ready? Are you ready (ready)
To pay (to pay) the price (the price)
The inevitable price

Said are you ready? (Are you ready?)
Are you ready? (To)
Said are you ready? (Are you ready?)
Are you ready? (Are you ready?)

Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please
Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please

Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please
Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please
Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please
Do you really want a world, with no words of romance?
To please (to please)