Christopher Sean - Next Stop Brooklyn lyrics

It was a psychic quest I guess you could say I've been a sort of sideways dancer A spiritual vagabond But now I'm going back to where it began Next stop Brooklyn The sages all say you only learn There was nothing to find Only a tune, a word, a thought The friendly face of home Again, it's forming from within Next stop Brooklyn Yuppie hipsters are stealing our city Turning good old fashioned urban living The street dicers and kids playing ball The poor Puerto Rican beauty Into one long strip mall condominium Next stop Brooklyn They're not going to win Next stop Brooklyn We won't let them Yes, friends, we will fight them Next stop Brooklyn