Walking down the street in San Francisco
Just the other day
Wondering what has happened to
The freaks and hippies and the punks
Everybody's squeaky clean
They look and dress and act the same
I don't give a shit about
Your IPO I live in El Cerrito
Mama took the Alameda
Transit bus to work each day
All the way down San Pablo
Thirty years a Naval base
Never heard her once complain
About taking public transportation
You should ride the city bus
Just like the rest of us in El Cerrito
Do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do
El Cerrito
Pink moustached taxi cabs
Don't you know that they're just scabs
Union busting techie uber alles I said it
Bullshit claims to change the world
Making Wall Street bankers even richer
richer richer richer)
El Cerrito's got its problems
But we don't pick pockets of the working man
Papa was an engineer
Worked at Hewlett Packard
Dumbarton Bridge two times a day
Then lost his job and pension
We would go and visit him in bars
In Jack London Square
I don't give a shit about your IPO
I come from El Cerrito
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El Cerrito
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El Cerrito
If there is a lesson from
This story to be learned
It's not exactly what you think
You shouldn't be concerned
It's not that we don't like the rich
It's simply that we think this kind is boring
Everybody thinks and acts the same
That's why I live in El Cerrito
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El Cerrito
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El Cerrito
Ooooh
El Cerrito - Cracker
