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What happened to Benny
What happened to his heart
And the ideals he once pursued
And the owner of that lot next door
Has a right to do with it as he pleases
Happy birthday, Jesus.
The rent
You're wasting your time
We're broke
And you broke your word - this is absurd
There is one way you won't have to pay
I knew it
Next door, the home of Cyberarts, you see
And now that the block is re-zoned
Our dream can become a reality
You'll see boys
You'll see boys
A state of the art, digital, virtual interactive studio
I'll forego your rent
and on paper guarantee
That you can stay here for free
If you do me one small favor
Convince Maureen to cancel her protest
Why not just get an injunction or call the cops?
Yeah I did, and they're on standby
But my investors would rather
I handle this quietly
You can't just quietly wipe out an entire tent city
Then watch 'It's A Wonderful Life' on TV!
You want to produce films and write songs?
You need somewhere to do it!
It's what we used to dream about
Think twice before you pooh-pooh it
You'll see boys
You'll see boys
You'll see - the beauty of a studio
That lets us do our work and get paid
With condos on the top
Whose rent keeps open our shop
Just stop the protest
And you'll have it made
You'll see - or you'll pack