Bunchof**ingoofs - Bad Dream in Toronto lyrics

Harris and lastman awoke together Remembering the same dream In three short years from now Toronto's streets will be clean With no more doorway panners And not a single sewergrate drunk With no more dirty squeegees And no more street punks Welfare will be gone and there'll be No clients for the foodbanks Children's aid can play mommy When single moms join jails ranks Then the city will be their World cla** whitewashed playground And the tourists won't even notice That there's no locals left around With no more graffiti And every doorway daily bleached All the streets lit brightly So visitors fears are out of reach Then big business can boast Of the best standard of living in the world And bring in more cash for them And give the poor what they deserve Nothing With the same mentality Of a speeder when he's cleaning his house There's no need to stop now All the corner scum is on the way out And quickly they saw that if they Forced most the poor to the curb The police could collect the garbage As their mission to protect and serve With cutbacks and workfare The sick and f**ed are pushed to the street Now at nite the parks are settled Til the coppers walk their beat Flushed from only a trees' shelter And jackbooted out of doorways Leaves only them with no options So it's off to jail where they'll stay But the jails were too crowded So they'll build a megajail or maybe three And promise to close the old ones When all the cells are all free But after the cla**ist cleanup They'll be pushed for more space So all the jails will stay open Packed with defectors from societies race The next time they arose After a nite of s**ing each other's co*ks They perfected the ultimate plan For making this town perfect for jocks They sent out their goon squads To crush vendors fruit stands And teach those sixty year old women To shake the taxman's hand The hookers and drug dealers Were all easy pickings And anyone who looked different Got a good sh**kicking The media was bought out Cos they all had corporate jobs The system was making bucks now Cashing in on new laws Then they swept away the buskers And stole all their lifesavings, change They'll all join the robbers and rapists When it's their new home on the range Soon it will be pen time For selling sungla**es without a permit And now that it's started There'll be no end to their sh** In many ways it's just the same as hitler's dream It's just how you view the streets as clean If it were any one group but the indifferent Racism or s**ism would be your next rant Some people don't want to play your games You're sure that that's wrong that we all want the same You should just leave it alone Cos when it all gets real f**ed It'll be you that's to blame That you're next out of f**ing luck