So the seasons change and the storefronts change While everything else stays the same The wind don't blow and the grass don't grow You'll never leaving Silver Street
But now don't get me wrong cause, oh-woah-oh, I like this neighborhood oh, and seeing you is good But now we spend the day so completely uninspired Asking why oh why should I be tired
They're filling the pot holes in on Silver Street They're waking the neighbors up at noon Now you're friends are out on break And you're out on your brown lawn Raking the dirt with a broom
Well the seasons change and the storefronts change While everything else stays the same The wind don't blow and the grass don't grow You never leave Silver Street
Never leaving, never leaving, never leaving, never leaving
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