Cynical Bastards

Intro Hold until drop Verse Now I don't disagree, it's a hell of a scene Jackson Square dropouts avoiding police If the 80's were tough, the 90's were mean All that was left for the desperate Were these fast cash machines That easy money never helped anything With that kind of juice, man, it ain't worth the squeeze But month by month I feel a change in the breeze So start moving on make your own history If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, get out town now If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, move a little faster Break Verse Some people can't shake the weight of the past Some people's hearts remain at half-mast It's downtown where it all intersects Some came from the mountains College kids from the west And not every suit lies right through their teeth There's good and there's bad, and then there's some in between As I wait for the bus coming from the east There's generations of pride and elbow grease If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, get out town now If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, move a little faster Break Verse I understand if it's all a bit much It's a bit of a circus; it's a little bit rough I heard this place was run by the mob Buying everyone off down at city hall Those Oakville moms, they stick up their nose Those Burlington dads keep their daughters at home If you're the kind with nothing to say You heard about this party, but you're praying for rain, what? If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, get out town now If you want me to boil it down, all you cynical bastards, move a little faster