We're gonna go downtown
I hear this great new place
Has opened up
And when we get there
I don't know
It's taking ages, don't you know

How long, how long
Will this go on?
How long, how long
The time drags on
How long... I find I can't go
On much longer now

But the place in question
Is hard to find
Not a cab - ride to the door
And you wonder in your doubtful mind
Is it really worth all that, and more?

We seem to be
A little lost or something
I'm not really sure
About the choice we're making
The toll it's taking

How long, how long...

But the place in question's
hard to find
Like an illness without cure
And our minds are growing wearier
And our hearts are less than pure
Less than pure