Lyrics
He says Florida is slowly sinking,
sinking into the ocean
He says the housing tracts are built on half facts
and the rest half fiction
And I can't argue that statistics
are becoming the definition
of just standing still between glass and steel
drowning in this quicksand
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
Between the garbage and the concrete,
to the construction grounds under our feet,
a boomtown gone bust,
a goldmine to dust
that's disintegrating
where latch key kids from divorces,
transplants and the foreign tourists
fill up vacation spots turned to trailer parks
cause the state is fading.
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,
since the boom in south Florida's real estate.
It's turning into more than I can take.
Too much too soon too little too late.
too little too late.
