The State of Florida

He says Florida is slowly sinking,

Sinking into the ocean

He says the housing tracts are built on half facts

And the rest half fiction

And I can't argue that statistics

Are becoming the definition

Of just standing still between glass and steel

Drowning in this quicksand

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

Between the garbage and the concrete,

To the construction grounds under our feet,

A boomtown gone bust,

A goldmine to dust

That's disintegrating

Where latch key kids from divorces,

Transplants and the foreign tourists

Fill up vacation spots turned to trailer parks

Cause the state is fading.

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

And the cities skyline hasn't looked the same,

Since the boom in south Florida's real estate.

It's turning into more than I can take.

Too much too soon too little too late.

Too little too late.