(sung by flash and his cronies in their den)

I spy with my little eye
Anything here that I can buy.
I see a little thatched cottage
Looking so neat
With compulsory purchase we can buy it up cheap.
Then well pull up the floor boards,
Knock down the walls,
Rock the foundations,
Until the house falls.
Like a pack of cards,
Crashing to the ground.
Then well build a row
Of identical boxes
And sell them all off at treble the profits.
Demolition.

The deeds are in my pocket,
Ive got a contract in my hand.
An opportunity for luxury living.
Ill arrange the mortgage
To be repaid a hundred percent.
I cant wait around so make your decision.
Well buy up all the cottages
And every house and every street,
Until weve got everything we need.
Every town in the vicinity,
Every farm and village green.
Were gonna buy up everything,
Then its demolition.
Demolition. demolition.

Two up, two down,
It hasnt got a garden,
But its got a lovely patio.
Stainless steel kitchen sink,
Gas fired central heating,
Whaaa -- specifically designed for modern-day living,
Nothings permanent and nothing lasts,
Weve sold all the houses so put em up fast.
Were gonna buy up this town
And pull it all down.
How I love to hear the demolition sound
Of concrete crashing to the ground.
Demolition.

Its time to make some money,
Its time to get rich quick.
Its the wonderful world of capitalism.
Ive got to make a profit,
Ive got to satisfy my greed,
Its my faith and my religion,
Demolition. demolition. demolition.
And well buy up the towns,
And well knock em all down
Build a brand new world of our own.
(repeat)