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LYRICS: I remember growing up in this town Things just always seemed too slow As a boy I wanted To get out to somewhere Just pack my things and hit the road But I didn't think of the things that I'd miss Like chocolate biscotti and coffee from aldos There were no corporations then Just local vibrations and Where did our sense of community go? So get the Frap out of our town We don't want Seattle to get settled down All of our cafes are just stomping on their grounds so Get the Frap our of town Now that the money is setting a standard Familiar things are up in demand They put in a Starbucks And next it's a target But I'll keep on buying from my local friends So get me a double espresso from Bruce's I'd like a chai from the tea company No one could forget A mug from the cornet Or a sweet Mocha Latte from the old Front St. Cafe Chorus I know that it's all just business But I hate coming home for a visit Seeing the big boys opening big stores Little towns don't feel small anymore We keep going on not saying anything Who knows what the next year will bring A dominos taco bell or a subway (They'll) drop down a wal-mart on top the Arcade yeah Chorus http://www.letstokyomusic.com/ http://www.myspace.com/letstokyo http://www.twitter.com/letstokyo http://www.twiturm.com/letstokyo http://www.facebook.com/letstokyo http://www.purevolume.com/letstokyo http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/a-new-york-story/id350719551