The Day the City Died - Hammers of Misfortune

Seems as though the PTA has finally conquered Rome

They’re gonna charge admission and enclose it in a dome

Now it’s just a theme park and the rides are over-priced

Maybe you can run the one that used to be your life

TICs and refugees are scattered far and wide

And many tales are told about the day The City died

Painted ladies faint before the speculator’s eye

The gravy boat will always float until the bay runs dry

And everybody sighed

And gets all misty eyed

About the day the city died

This one’s called I’m moving to Oakland

This one’s called I’m moving to Portland

This one’s called I’m moving to Brooklyn now

Prospectors and pushers still conspire to subdivide

And many tales are told about the day The City died

Skinny dips on crystal ships sail through the Golden Gate

I left my heart in a shopping cart at the bottom of the Bay

And everybody sighed

And gets all misty eyed

About the day the city died

This one’s called I’m getting addicted

This one’s called I’m getting evicted

This one’s called another one moving away

This one’s called I’m moving to Austin

This one’s called I’m moving to London

This one’s called somewhere in L. A

This one’s called I’m moving to Boston

This one’s called I’m moving to Berlin

This one’s called I’m off to Savannah, GA

This one’s called I’m moving to Glasgow

This one’s called I’m moving to Moscow

This one’s called I’m moving to Detroit today