Here Comes The Neighborhood...

The Lawrence Arms

Work on Belmont, but I live in Wicker Park

All my friends are bartenders in all the coolest bars

My girlfriend's in the coolest band that you've ever seen

They play the Empty Bottle every week

I've got everything I need

My loft, my motorcycle, my hip restaurant down the street

And my neighbors are all artists or hot girls over eighteen

Who needs community when you live right in your scene?

From Jinx to Betty's Blue Star

Everybody knows my name

From North Avenue down to Augusta

Everybody's all the same

It's a playground fueled by beer

No Chicagoans live here

It's geography bound tightly by big city dreams

And when the property value's raised

You'll be on your merry ways

Like the poor outclassed families before you

You've already paved Ashland to Western

Chicago to North avenue

Congratulations kids, your shallow model city is sinking

You've become what you swore that you'd never be