Stole Our Yesterday-Blueprint

Stole Our Yesterday - Blueprint light a Newport, get a paper from the porch | can't believe the bars don’t let the people smoke indoors | an empty beer can, a couple old sales receipts | movie ticket stubbs, a pizza box from last week | watching westerns on his black and white tv set | digital converter box the government made him get | stain in his shag carpet, no time to clean it yet | thinking about hittin the bank and cashing his check back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday take a ride, hop inside the delta 88 | roadmap and an atlas is on his backseat | dice is in the mirror, pine trees keep the air fresh | reach into the glovebox and pull out his favorite cassette | damn, thinking music just ain't what it used to be | ain't been the same since CDs and MTV | he miss the vinyl LPs and the milkcrates | so right before he walk in the bank he flip the tape back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday teller ask how he’s doing, he says fine | they let him know he can check his account balance on line | he laughs, and say truthfully “that’s out of the question” | cause he heard about the internet but still don’t trust it | get on the freeway, its under construction all the time | glance down at the buildings crowding the skyline | most of the spots he used to frequent all closed | they call it “progress”, he calls it “nightclubs & condos” back when it all was simple | before they took it all away | they sold us all tomorrow | then they stole our yesterday