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Backstory:

My friend’s house is way out in the country. Or… it used to be.                                                                                                                     

Lyrics:

                                                  
From my front porch
 I can see a new sign 
Saying condos comin’ soon
It’s gettin’ out of hand
I don’t understand
We’re already runnin’ out of room
This town’s full up
we’ve had enough
I’ll be the first to say hell no
Killing trees and clogging roads
Big money’s got to go 

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Get off of my lawn
Get out of my town
Is there anything 
you won’t tear down
We don’t need growth
We need you gone
This my home
Get off of my lawn

V2 
The town finally put its foot down
County board got a lot of calls
Brought a company man 
to sell us the plan
In the end it’ll help us all
Everyone saw through 
that Armani suit
And that old dog and pony show  
We all stood in line 
and one at a time
Told big money where to go

Chorus

Bridge
They lost the vote. 
That’s all she wrote
Took down the sign 
they drove away
It takes one man to make a stand
Takes a whole damn town to say

Chorus