they rode into town in their golden 4x4s
taking over what was once mine and yours
the seething throngs amassed to protest the noise and trash
all the things we love they want to tear down
they're all laughing can't you see them roar
I'm not laughing it's not funny anymore
watch them squeeze the life right out of me
they built another one over there as if we'd even care
and now they want to build right on top of you
and when they move their people in you can let the show begin
just keep it down 'cause you don't live here anymore