Mark Gunnery

Little Boxes
little boxes, little boxes, little boxes made of ticky tacky little boxes, little boxes, little boxes all the same there's a blue one, and a green one and a plaid one and a yellow one and they're all made out of ticky tacky, and they all look just the same buy the land up and buy the water front, and the condos for the yuppie folk keep them in debt forever, paying off their mortgage make them quiet, productive workers it's good for the economy make them think that there's no life outside their four walls buy the houses on the city block, and don't rent them out for years and when people leave the neighborhoo 'cause it's falling to shit excavate them, renovate them, or just tear them down to the ground and build brand new little boxes for the rich folks to have little boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of crappy crap and they'll fall apart in thirty years, but the money's in the bank tear down houses, tear down old stores tear down trees for new hardwood floors making room for a Starbucks and a Whole Foods nearby little boxes, little boxes in the light of a city night someone forgot to lock up the construction site steal the tools, steal the equipment, monkey-wrench the machinery be creative, be effective, don't brag and don't get caught From Letras Mania