Build your dream castle out of sand 
 It's bound to get washed up anyway 
 Dream your dreams out of last week 
 They're bound to have come up yesterday 

 If you want to give them flowers 
 Make them paper ones you send 
 Live your life a jigsaw 
 It goes back in the box, in the end 
 Build your dream heart from plasticine 
 'Cause you're putty in their hands 
 Mould your ambition in concrete 
 'Cause you'll only land in quicksand 

 Carve your dough from play-dough 
 'Cause they'll roll you into a ball 
 Make your friends from Lego 
 'Cause Lego makes a wall 

 'Cause when you build big houses 
 The paintings get stolen 
 The devil says he's silver 
 When you know that he is golden 
 When papier m鈉h⌦ㄲ㬸 heads make more sense 
 than the sun 
 Giving teacher apples could be fun or dumb 

 Build your planes from Airfix 
 'Cause you'll only lose the war 
 Write your love letters on rice paper 
 At least you'll feed the poor 

 Build your dream castle out of sand 
 It's bound to get washed up anyway 
 Dream your dreams out of last week 
 They're bound to have come up yesterday