Shops for sale, your lives for rent.
It´ll cost atleast two carloads of screaming delinquents.
Typical streets, sidewalks, grass and paths and towering lamposts before the shade of the big oaks hides them.
Spring bores the youth and when their cars run out of gas, it´s volatile.
Their peddling meddling hierarchies, on their phones and at their meetings.
So young, brilliant hair and slang, why are they selling antiques?
Garage sales are competitions, see them crunch numbers down at the pub.
See them at oak street selling bath tubs.
The shops for sale, they sold their expensive car stereo systems just to buy it.
Full of china and porcelain enough to make your grandmother cry for it.
These racing yobos with their stickers and their handsigns, now they´ll go and learn knitting and sell vases for a living. Thanks for the grey occupíes, say goodbye to your cars. Adopt last centuries posture.
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