Interpret:

Jello Biafra

Album:

Last Scream Of The Missing Neighbors

Give me an "M"-M!
Give me an "A"-A!
Give me a "U"-U!
Give me an "L"-L!
Give me your money - Sure!
What's that spell? - Mall
What's that spell? - Shopping Mall


'Scuse me
Pardon my greed-
You're evicted, time to leave
Don't matter if your family's lived here 30 years


We're tripling the rent
Time's up, the sheriff's here
Too bad for you if you freeze out in the street


The croissant and cookie palace
Downstairs will symbolize
The old neighborhood whose soul has slowly died
Been gentrified


Oh, yeah
That's progress
Doesn't progress make you feel good inside?


Cameras catch you runnin' red lights
Schoolrooms with no windows
Computer picks your career at age 15


Universal Price Code I.D.'s
With the stripe the laser reads
And records where you've been, when you're sick
And what you eat


For every spy in government
There's 50 private eyes
Who round up dirt on you to keep on file
Then sell the file


Oh, yeah
That's progress
Doesn't progress make you feel good inside?
That's progress
That's progress
Progress don't make me feel so good inside


You can't live here
We won't hire you
We know all the nasty things you do


Bought a dossier on your whole life
Clear back to the pranks you did in school at age 5


There's millions on file at the touch of a button
Your boss or your landlord will love our choice 
Cuts of gossip
If it's lies, what can you do?
'Cause it costs too much to sue
The last person who'll ever see your file is you


Had enough, I moved back home
To the mountains where I belong
But ski resorts have tamed the wild west


The hills we used to roam
Now they're privately owned
And scarred with cheezy suburbs and cement


The 'Tracts For Sale' sign promises
'Deer in your back yard'
If the deer somehow get past the fences and guards
And the industrial 'park'


Oh,no!
Not yet!
Doesn't progress make you feel good inside?


That's progress
That's progress
Looks like I'll have to move to Yellowknife


Progress - bleah!
Progress - bleah!
Progress - bleah!
Progress - bleah!
Your idea of progress wrecks too many lives