To the city
The city we come in droves
To find something
There's something we're all hoping for
Everybody's hoping
They're gonna find something
And when it's over
It's over, we all go home
To make babies, grow gardens, and make some stir fry
Stir fry
So everybody's moving to Brooklyn
Not just on Saturday night
Not just in the winter or the summertime
Something inside my mind says
“You know, I feel like going out tonight”
You said I'm crazy
I'm crazy for moving here
Then you followed me
And even after ten years of failure
You still think that you're gonna be famous
But we don't care
We don't care what you wanna be
We just wanna ride bikes and make catchy beats
And that's why
Everybody's moving to Brooklyn
Not just on Saturday night
Not just in the winter or the summertime
Something inside your mind says
"You know, I feel like going out tonight”
Who's playing at Union Hall?
Or maybe we should go to BAM
I know, let's head up to Williamsburg
And see the Hasidim and the hipsters breaking bread
We're all different
We're all different but we're all the same
We work hard and live close
But we're sick of the rat race
So everybody's moving to Brooklyn
Yeah, everybody's moving to Brooklyn