Lyrics

progress reaches down from the sky, dropping bins and couches on the curb outside, please don't take my love away!, my home from me today!, we'll spend the weekend filling the holes, and caulking the cracks that stretch across the ceiling, while the economic disaster destroys all the color and life, as it slowly moves southeast and i'm like a magnet pulling the storm, oh, where can i move when it always finds me?, where else can i stay?, there's a storm cloud pissing rainbows, on the cubes that blossomed on our old street, as the vultures walk the power lines, they're looking for something to eat, they wanna hear us scream, "we ain't got no money, we ain't got no money!, you got me!, please don't take my love away!, my home from me today!"

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Artist: jeff rosenstock