Forever Home Post Gentrification

[Verse 1]
Forever Home post gentrification
The piano is tuned
There’s an in-ground swimming pool
She’s out of key (she’s off)
Needs a pitch, needs an oil change
Needs her [?] rearranged
And some rich neighbors
Who don’t kill your daughter
There’s a farming plot, six acres
There’s a beach, ‘cause now that’s all beaches
All the trees are gone, now they’re gonna
They’re gonna fuckin’ make a city
“Forever City,” that just doesn’t have a same ring to it

[Verse 2]
And your little Mini-York palace
And there’s a man, every turn
Hides the tax fraud behind left-league and right
Every March he slips money under the gate
Turns a blind eye to genocide
But at least the public garden
A bed rotten with roses

[Verse 3]
I miss her
Who do you run to when you fall?
And I know she wouldn’t empathize
Still, you wouldn’t have to tell me twice
Do you hear that static noise?
You, you

[Bridge]
Scarlet, scarlet
Scarlet, scarlet
(So sure, I’m safe)

[Outro]
Gentrify Forever Home
Or trade it for a baby grand
Throw her into a landfill
Like without her I wouldn’t have killed myself, hey