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Dave Dvorak
Dave Dvorak
Performer
JJ Benson
JJ Benson
Performer
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Dave Dvorak
Dave Dvorak
Songwriter

Letras

World’s gone crazy, everybody’s insane, Mark Zuckerberg tryin to get inside my brain
Tired of the rules and the bureaucrats, I headed down to Bohemian Flats
Down by the river it’s a shanty town, regular folk be milling around
Tending their shops, chewing the fat, living their lives on Bohemian Flats
 I stepped out the door, stepped out of time, took a day off, it wasn’t a crime
 Went to a place where the river runs slow, just like life did long ago
I wandered through those dusty streets, a jolly old butcher was carving up meat
A drunk stumbled out of the town saloon, lady on a porch playing banjo tunes
Horse-drawn wagon with a wheel that squeaked, kids running ‘round playing hide and seek,
Back in the shadows was a calico cat, taking a nap on Bohemian Flats
        I stepped out the door, stepped out of time, took a day off, it wasn’t a crime
 Went to a place where the river runs slow, just like life did long ago
She was sitting on the riverbank all alone, she smiled, I bought her an ice cream cone
Soon we engaged in a pleasant chat, she told me ‘bout her life on Bohemian Flats
I lost myself in her pretty green eyes, holding hands, we watched the river roll by
And a paddleboat full of diplomats, we fell in love on Bohemian Flats
        I stepped out the door, stepped out of time, took a day off, it wasn’t a crime
 Went to a place where the river runs slow, just like life did long ago
Then the town got bought up by some billionaires
They built a bunch of condos, put a Starbucks there
They tore down the shanties like a bunch of crooks
Closed the general store and burned the history books
Now my baby and I, we lie in bed at night
We got a couple of kids, we’re doing all right
We're living in the suburbs, imagine that
But our dreams take us back to Bohemian Flats
        You can step out the door, step out of time, take a day off, it ain't no crime
 Go to a place where the river runs slow, just like life did long ago
        Bohemian Flats
Written by: Dave Dvorak
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