Looks like we've been making plans For the next 30 some odd years With all of our Monopoly money, Like this city might still be here Those plans to move to the country Really seems to fit the mood Cuz all we need is a water source And land to grow all our food Keep my fingers crossed it all collapses later If you have to explain what was about to happen, You just point at the rising seas Throw your things in a 95 Outback, Grab the dogs and you're ready to flee Watching true crime while scrolling thinking When is this gonna stop? Tell all the kids that you shouldn't have had You posted infographics a lot So many choices are made for me Getting priced out every time It's moving ever just so slowly Till your heart and hope stops