So here let's talk about the boomtown facts

You've got stick up kids coming right at my back

Two blocks of reasonable rent and it's only getting smaller

And the rest of boomtown is only getting taller

You've got ten miles of traffic and three hundred miles of roadway

And a million lights burning bright night and day

With all these lights going off like roman candles

It's getting too much for me to handle

Boomtown's only based on image torn down and built up from one man's Vision

When all the workers are all up and gone

It feels like I'm sitting on a ticking time bomb