The blankets of money
wrapping up your dreams
and splitting your conscience
at the seams
but I wanna live just like the poets I admire
until they light my
funeral pire
And if thinkin' you're funny
when you're not
is the biggest blind spot
you've got
I could reason
as you rant all through the night
Chuckle me into
the morning light
into the morning light
until the mornin' light
until the moment feels right
The million people I see every day
couldn't make me feel less alone
Never even lookin' up at me
I can't wait to go back home
A little cottage in the countryside
is all I really need
Making music by the water's edge
just my little girl and me
And it's Yuppie Love
I keep on hearin' it
Yuppie Love
and I've been fearin' it
Yuppie Love
I hope you'e feelin' it too
It's just another dope deal gone bad
It's just another brother with no dad
The same store it's oh, so sad
I needed Yuppie Love
I used to bike down King
I used to do my thing
I used to dream about
Yuppie Love
credits
from Big City Hustle,
released March 14, 2014
Milo McMahon - Guitar and Vocals
Shaun Geisel - Guitar
Tom Moore - Drums
Michiel Hogerzeil - Bass
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