Lyrics

I recorded this sometime last week around the same time as Dylan's last week, but somehow the recording got lost. Figured I'd just post it here for posterity since it's such a simple one to record. Now, unfortunately, I can't think of this song without thinking of the stupid train line that only effects the old man....sigh...

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“Back off! Don’t pave!” old man thinking maybe homicide
The bums insist, but you know that he’ll be pissed
With the tracks on the West side.
Tony’s griping on the air, he’s contemplating suicide
He wants to nix those bricks cause the news at 6
Says that Hogan’s on a deadline

While the millionaire’s hide in Chevy Chase
The hippies are throwin’ stats in his face
So he attacks those kids with his radio sound.
“Not fleek” they say, they just wanna get around
Life is rough, hope the mayor’s tough
To hold back the ribbon cutting for a time
Tony’s putting up a good fight,
But we’re getting closer to the purple line
Closer to the purple line!
Closer to the purple line!