Marshall Lawless - Dot Com Monte Carlo lyrics

Where did they come from? Why are they here? Hi-tech piranhas With Bluetooth barnacle ears Living breathing biohazards Spit their money in everyone's face Worship all these sh**ty indie-pop bands Babies in cigar bars Trying to play Gatsby They want us gone Close the clubs We might disturb their lofts Dot com Monte Carlo Dot com Monte Carlo Where's the gangs in the mission When you need em? How 'bout some yuppie drive-bys For a change? Never knew geeks Could be so damn mean Artists and workers Bulldozed out by the thousands Can't afford to be black Or teach school in this town My vet had to relocate To his garage Where can we go Oakland, then to Portland then LA? Their Gold Rush immolated like Pompeii But they're back! Dot com Monte Carlo Yuppie San Francisco Nowhere left to go We got news for you Kook City Proud of it You and the Chamber of Commerce Can shove it Kook City Proud of it You and Nancy Pelosi Can go straight to hell Valet parking signs on Valencia Wanna chase those twits Down the street with a chainsaw Trespa** their restaurants Swipe the food off their plates Til' they hit me Then smear them with honey And release thousands of bees Look at the giant middle finger They put by the Bay Bridge So floors of luxury condos Just for them They're trying to put up more and more On slippery landfill So when the big quake comes We'll drink a toast Dance in the streets And watch as it all fall down Timber Timber Timber .DIE!