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kesterpelagius

· 3:39 · 10 plays · v3-preview

About

Social commentary.

Lyrics

Intro

Mm-mm

Mm-hmm

Oh-oh-oh

Verse 1

I took a stroll down memory lane

Expected nothing, expected the same

The old bookstore

The old familiar retailers

Brick and mortar memories

But time left all that behind

Took a turn and I'm blinking disbelief

Look what they've done

No neon signs a-buzzing just eye-sore stores

Painted in dull hipster mono-tone

Woe (woe)

Oh the woe (oh the woe)

Chorus

What happened to the old boulevard

Where's the street I used to know

Now it's T-H-C and espresso

Where fried chicken used to be

Shrooms and apothecaries

Where thrifty boutiques used to be

Nowhere left to go

Cannabis to the left of me

Coffee to the right

We're caffeinated medicated

Nowhere left to go

Verse 2

Remember the corner stop and shop

There no more

Remember the hardware store

There no more

Colonel got traded away

For Glocks and a rack of AKs

Guns and ammo where the biscuits used to bake

Lord have mercy what a choice to make

Left or a latte right

Signs shilling T-H-C and C-B-D

Buddy brew and shrooms

The most surreal street you've ever seen

Pre-Chorus

Same sidewalks same streetlights

Different ghosts in different heights

Is this really what we choose

Or just a world we had to lose

Chorus

What happened to the old boulevard

Where's the street I used to know

Now it's T-H-C and espresso

Where fried chicken used to be

Shrooms and apothecaries

Where thrifty boutiques used to be

Nowhere left to go

Cannabis to the left of me

Coffee to the right

We're caffeinated medicated

Nowhere left to go

Bridge

Double-shot nitro in my hand

Pre-roll of the finest blend

Brand new rifle strapped on my back

Is this the apocalypse or just the Wild West

(Holy shit a dentist)

Tell me true is this progress

Or a prelude to the end

Are we gonna make it to the weekend

Guitar Solo

Chorus

What happened to the old boulevard

Where's the street I used to know

Now it's T-H-C and espresso

Where fried chicken used to be

Shrooms and apothecaries

Where thrifty boutiques used to be

Nowhere left to go

Cannabis to the left of me

Coffee to the right

We're caffeinated medicated

Nowhere left to go

Outro

Do we really need espresso shots

Guns and ammo and pot shops

What happened to Woolworth

What happened to Little General

Where's the florist

Where're the news-stands

No more

No more

Only in memory

Only in memory

Mm-mm

Only in memory

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