LYRICS
Where did all the corner diners go?
Can you please tell me cause I don’t know?
Where you contentedly could sit
With your strawberry malt and your fish and chips
Where you could hear the gossip of the whole damn town
Before you drank your coffee down.
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We don’t need the good old days
So much progress has been made
We got Wal-Mart and Jack Kincaid
Pretty soon we won’t need nothin genuine
Cause there won’t be any original thoughts left in our minds
Where did all the little bookstores go?
Can you please tell me cause I don’t know?
The ones that were musty and a little unclean
Where the proprietor was very rarely seen
Cause he always had his nose stuck in Gibbon’s history of Rome
And you could sit on the hardwood floors just like at home
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Where did all the funky neighborhoods go?
Can you please tell me cause I don’t know?
Where it didn’t matter if your lawn was thick or thin
You could even let some wildflowers mix in
You didn’t have to go before the neighborhood board
To get permission to paint polka dots on your door
Chorus
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