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• Artiste: Mighty Mighty Bosstones
• Titre: The West Ends
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Just a walk in the park, Scollay Square after dark I hear someone singin' "Is that Buddy Clark?" This one's a Bulfinch, I love every brick The streets are so narrow and the accents are thick Urban renewal, demolition, and the act of contrition "Why would you live here in this condition?" Why would they say that? This is our home The West End's the best, then Why won't they just leave us alone? A very short walk, but it's block after block Brutalist buildings beyond the shock Cement and the steel and the zero appeal If this was where you called home, then how would you feel? Urban renewal, demolition, and the act of contrition "Why would you live here in this condition?" Why would they say that? This is our home The West End's the best, then Why won't they just leave us alone? Why won't they leave us alone? This is not squalor It's dollar to dollar We don't care about status Or color or collar This is not poverty We don't live in the slums We are the working class poor And we're not just derelict bums Urban renewal, demolition, and the act of contrition "Why would you live here in this condition?" Why would they say that? This is our home The West End's the best... Urban renewal, demolition, and the act of contrition "Why would you live here in this condition?" Why would they say that? This is our home The West End's the best, then Why won't they leave us alone? Why won't they leave us alone?