Bomb The Music Industry! - Pike St. - Park Slope lyrics

Drive across the country, tell your story walking No one is keeping you captive in a town that let you down, so sorry Blame it on the television, blame it on the company Don't blame it on the fundamental fact that no one owes you something I've come about my share, I only want what's fair Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not greedy Like everybody else I want to pay my dues I only want someone to tell me who to make the check out to Maybe we could run away and start a little repertory movie house or something She said, "Sorry, but I think you might be just projecting" But here's the dough Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn A community of dabblers who are vain and fond of biting backs We hate it when our friends become successful And a different school whose energies are spend evading income tax And silicone enhancements by the breast-full Maybe we could run away and start a little repertory movie house or something She said, "Sorry, but I think you might be just projecting onto me" Why don't you try LA? Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn When you like something it's an opinion But when I like something it's a manifesto Pomposity is when you always think you're right Arrogance is when you know Maybe we could start a little independent repertory movie house or something She said, "Sorry, but I think you might be just protecting your investment Or else a**igning blame" Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn