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letra de heart of the city - plowman

[pre-chorus – plowman]
one constant is change
take these words rearrange
all this change bringing pain
but it’s changing just the same

[verse – plowman]
outside i see a battle for the heart of the city
every part of the city
north beach mission street mission cliffs mission e8ats
on a mission in the mission painting pictures never missing no details
like a mural in the mission
got a funny premonition
in a few years the mission gonna be boring
like the missionary position
overused pretty boys no views
sitting solo in dolo sipping from a solo cup
you know what’s up?
how many of us been here more than 2 years?
how many of us been here more than 5?
locals mortified saying yeah there’s more to life than
money money money, but money makes the world turn
talking to a local hey man you feel burned?
city in a chokehold
new kids new money earned
mission street make a left turn
he left me with a lesson learned

[pre-chorus – plowman]
one constant is change
take these words rearrange
all this change bringing pain
but it’s changing just the same

[hook – plowman]
he said look. this a gold rush town
tech money is a gold rush now
he said look. look around
you might find money but the lost won’t be found
he said look. this a gold rush town
tech money is a gold rush now
he said look. look around
you might find money but the lost won’t be found

[verse – plowman]
other locals saying this exactly what they warned about
feeling like a pair of blue jeans feeling worn out
you calling it a battle they say the heart’s been torn out
now the google buses here they can’t afford a house
so they up on google maps trying to figure out
best place to protest the google bus routes
like covering a wound once you’re already bleeding out
d-mn it feels different when you see the stats you read about
read about how the cities changing each day
locals can’t even afford a house in the east bay
sh-t, i can’t afford a house in the east bay
either way i’m here to stay
i smelled him when i walked by
i usually don’t stop but i
caught his eye tanned skin tired lines
i said how bout change for a story
he said how about a story about change?

[pre-chorus – plowman]
one constant is change
take these words rearrange
all this change bringing pain
but it’s changing just the same

- plowman

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