Greg Harper

Lyrics

My Town

There’s broken glass under my dog’s paws
And a massive over-exposure to Santa Claus
In my town, in my town
School gates harassed by parents with cars
And the take-away detritus barely covers the scars
In my town, in my town

Well it used to be nice, it used to be quaint
Used to be genteel, but now it ain’t
Well they closed some doors
But they opened the gates
To my town

Pretty flowers bloom in a beautiful park
But they close up and hide, before it gets dark
In my town, in my town
Cellophane wrap by the Remembrance Cross
Another lost soul surrendered to the county lines cost
In my town, in my town

Well it used to be nice, it used to be quaint
Used to be genteel, but now it ain’t
Well they closed some doors
But they opened the gates
To my town

I don’t suppose mine’s any different from yours
Same old problems, same old cause
As my town, as my town
Faith, hope and charity try to cling on
I fear I’ll wake one day, find them gone
From my town, from my town

Well it used to be nice, it used to be quaint
Used to be genteel, but now it ain’t
Well they closed some doors
But they opened the gates
To my town

My town, could use a lick of paint
My town, ain’t what it ain’t
My town, deserves a better fate
My town, my town, my town
Crime, health, business, everyone pays
In my town