Whitelaw - Faces changing

Looking through the window
At my street
Times have changed
And the people you meet
Where have all the old faces gone
The ones who were born and belong

Faces changing, faces changing
Faces changing all of the time
In moves another face
And it aint no friend of mine
Not one bit

Wehre are the folk who built this up?
Brick by brick brock by brock
Who stood for adecent neighbourhood
Not for an alien brotherhood

I aint religious not one bit
These temples are taking the piss
I often wonder which land im in
Don't recognis the language
Being spoken