Johnny lives on a corner in Angeltown
In a house that his grandad built, they nearly tore it down
To make way for the freeway and the shopping mall
He heard it was something called the urban sprawl

The more things change, the less they stay the same
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Johnny loved his hometown, he didn't like the change
Daddy said, now ain't that progress, but don't those words sound strange
Johnny walked thru Angeltown with his last five bucks
Bought a ticket in the lottery trying to buy some luck

The more things change, the less they stay the same
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It's a strange old world, no reason or rhyme
It's a strange old world, where things work out sometimes

So Johnny won the lottery, became a billionaire, and he said,
There's things in Angeltown that need repair
So he bought up the freeways, he bought the shopping malls
Tore 'em down, turned 'em back into grounds where they still play ball

And the more things change, the more they stay the same
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