My Hill

Lyrics

When I was a young boy I went up to a hill And looked on to a spot that A parking lot would fill I knew I would have no say In whether it was done I looked on that spot and I wish I had a gun When I was older I took her to my hill The shopping mart security Couldn't find us there It gave us a big thrill Long ago, the family farm Would've hidden us from the stars But yellow weeds and garbage heaps Hid us from the cops Now I sit on my hill In a basement full of machines Rich folks laugh while the furnace burns And this condo sits on me Can't see any blackbirds Can't see any clouds The weeds are gone And so is she Rich folks choke on billowing smoke And I found a new hill