Paroles e-ville part 2 de This Is My Fist

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Textes et Paroles de e-ville part 2



Built on top of filth and shit
overstuffed and profit lit
emeryville is doomed to be
nothing but a plastic dream

how can this hell be any
worse than where the
interstates converge?
the end of the line where
we suffocate in the saftey
net of life

sit on the parkway sip the juice
made from trees with plastic
fruit we can talk about
what bores us just like
everybody else.

how can this hell be any
worse than where the
interstates converge?
the end of the line where
we suffocate in the saftey
net of life

forget the mountain and the trees
just keep the lattes comin' please
in the march of industry clocking in
like worker bees

how can this hell be any
worse than where the
interstates converge?
the end of the line where
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