City of Gainesville

Lyrics

We have our master plan Bottled and canned Livin' in the 352 Steps one and two Walk home drunk, wake up confused With a stranger next to you The copied costumes and conversation Seem to be totally making this Into a strip mall kind of town I use my credit card to buy alcohol Student loan spent at the mall and I I may be going broke, but I'm never broken down We have our history Just you and me But our future gets tucked away Steps three and four Staying drunk, sit on this porch Planning out how to escape 'Cause we're two truck stops off the interstate Promised land with a twist of fame We're a town for all the lost and found So sleep tight in this smoky room Still buzzed from this afternoon and I I may be going broke, but I'm never broken down