A, E, A, D, A, E, DA E They're so proud of this city's historyA D Like an old war hero reveling in his faded gloryA E D But the present day, that's another storyA E The old buildings they're so proud of are crumbling downA D And the condos in the picturesque part of townA D Are sinking, sinking into the bayA But that's the way I like itG Don't want a utopian societyB Yeah, it's far from perfectD It's all fucked up and two-faced just like meAA E The quaint scenery can't hide the factA D That it's a cultureless wastelandA But they're so proud of what they lackE D They're so proud... of what?A E Proud of such a nice little suburbiaA D Still living in the shadow of the Zodiac KillerA E D Maybe it was the toxins in the waterA Well you can't beat the cheap rentG Who needs water or electricity?B We're all far from perfectD A And now we got our own hypocritical community Yeah, raise a family Hang out and watch T.V. And go and feed the Grebes Unt. Unt. Unt.
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