Bill deRome

This was recorded in 2000, and the amount of time spent on it doesn’t quite translate. It’s about being kicked out of your home to make room for a highway/mall/car-wash. This was before I was using other instruments. Well, I always liked the song and I’ll revisit it one day. In the meantime, enjoy!

Lyrics:

High walls arise for native eyes / We’re buying bonds to hide the lies /

I will steal your style, vanish from this town / far away / but will you keep on file /

everything we are / everything we’re not? /

Don’t talk to us / We’ll call the guards / We’ll fight a war to fuel our cars /

I won’t have my home buried for your mall / relocated /

We avoid your bars dying for your cause / disengaging ours /

The cities secret life leaves you wishing you were out / The mayor’s empty house leaves you doubting where you are /

I won’t waste my life under your control / disappointed / who let you decide everything we are / everything we’re not? /

You hold the floor / We’re keeping score

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