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Now the houses are ghosts
Over Silver Street
They got `em dressed up like clowns
Married couples slamming doors
Bums praising the Lord
You`re playing tapes for the town
Now the neighbourhood`s mixed
And your college friends
Are getting younger every year
The wind don`t blow
And the grass don`t grow
You`re never leaving Silver Street
You bought some brown wire-frames
At a junk shop
And that was you trademark at school
Now they`re barely hanging on
And the styles are moving on
It`s hard for a man to stay cool.
So the seasons change and the storefronts change
While everything else stays the same
The wind don`t blow and the grass don`t grow
You`ll never leaving Silver Street
But now don`t get me wrong
cause, oh-woah-oh, I
like this neighborhood
oh, and seeing you is good
But now we spend the day so completely uninspired
Asking why oh why should I be
tired
They`re filling the pot holes in on Silver Street
They`re waking the neighbors up at noon
Now you`re friends are out on break
And you`re out on your brown lawn
Raking the dirt with a broom
Well the seasons change and the storefronts change
While everything else stays the same
The wind don`t blow and the grass don`t grow
You never leave Silver Street
Never leaving, never leaving,
never leaving, never leaving