Hooverville (And They Promised Us The World) - The Christians

The doubt of work sends the out of work man

To city a hope and a home

One door shuts here another two slam

Yes he’s homeless he’s hopeless alone

Row upon row of a castle in Spain, make up a fool’s paradise

The still born brainchild of a main with no brain

The ballot box baby that died

Oh Hooverville, and they promised us the world

In Hooverville, said the streets that were paved with silver and gold

Oh Hooverville, yes they promised us the world

Crying for the moon

Dirty faced children sit in the road, in the shanty town shacks they call home

The comfort of knowing they won’t be there long

Is the only comfort they know

A young scream a young dream is lost in the night

Along with the young will to live

Along with the masses, that gave up the fight

A fight for a reason to live

Oh Hooverville, and they promised us the world

In Hooverville, said the streets that were paved with silver and gold

Oh Hooverville, yes they promised us the world, in Hooverville

And as fools we believed every last word they said

I believed every last word you said

Oh Hooverville, and they promised us the world

In Hooverville, said the streets that were paved with silver and gold

Oh Hooverville, and they promised us a roof above our heads

In Hooverville

And as fools we believed every last word they said

Their hope is so high, when they arrive

Their hope is their only possession in life

Another man dies, another man cries

Mr Politician open up you eyes

Open up your eyes

Crying for the moon