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 assigning blame"
Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn