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The wind’s not going to blow me away
I’m getting thin, though, and my skin is looking grey
Downtown just hasn’t been the same since the oil boom days
And the market’s not so self-assured anymore.
Waves are tiny but the current is deceptive
Miami style’s alive again, the Speedo’s been resurrected
The kids are all floating out to sea with the riptide
Their parents never learned how to swim: pity.
In this town new people are something you never see
The same ones keep returning like smallpox or TB
The socialists are unionizing for a health plan and a raise
But you know that one for all or all for one it’s just another day.
In this sad town don’t let your guard down
In this bad town don’t let your guard down