He said to me do you like your records for free?
I said I do, but no way, I am happy to pay.
He said he’s closing down the record store by the end of the day
And by tomorrow it’ll be another trendy café.

I took a walk and everything was out of its place
Like a man who’s lost his eyes right there on his face.
And the real estate man he said to me –
They tear it down and replace it with hot property!

Do you like, do you like, your records for free?
Do you like, do you like, your hot property?
Do you like, do you like, your trendy café?
Well if you do – welcome to the modern way.

And pretty soon in the ‘burbs it went that way.
It was the money and Audi’s and the café lattes.
They came in wearing suits of mediocrity.
They built their clubs, spandex cults, right by the sea.

I can’t move, I can’t breathe - they’re everywhere!
Drinking coffee, spending money - all I do is stare.
And Charlton Heston was right, when he yelled and screamed:
You blew it up! Damn dirty ape, you gone and smashed my dream!

Do you like, do you like, your records for free?
Do you like, do you like, your hot property?
Do you like, do you like, your trendy café?
Well if you do – welcome to the modern way.

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