El Cerrito

[Verse 1]

Walking down the street in San Francisco just the other day

Wondering what has happened to the freaks and hippies and the punks

Everybody's squeaky clean

They look and dress and act the same

I don't give a shit about your IPO I live in El Cerrito

[Verse 2]

Mama took the Alameda transit bus to work each day

All the way down San Pablo

Thirty years a naval base

Never heard her once complain about taking public transportation

You should ride the city bus just like the rest of us in El Cerrito

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El Cerrito

[Verse 3]

Pink mustached taxi cabs

Don't you know that they're just scabs

Union busting techy uber alles (I said it)

Bullshit claims to change the world

Making Wall Street bankers even richer (richer, richer, richer)

El Cerrito's got its problems but we don't pick the pockets of the working man

[Verse 4]

Papa was an engineer

Worked at Hewlett-Packard

Dumbarton Bridge two times a day

Then lost his job and pension

We would go and visit him in bars in Jack London Square

I don't give a shit about your IPO I come from El Cerrito

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[Verse 5]

If there is a lesson from this story to be learned

It's not exactly what you think

You shouldn't be concerned

It's not that we don't like the rich

It's simply that we think this kind is boring

Everybody acts and thinks the same

That's why I live in El Cerrito

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