The Village is Dead

Used to see Moondog every Saturday

In Washington Square Park

And you could listen to earnest folk musicians play

Underneath that big marble arch

Nothing but love in the sun in a burgeoning community

Any given Saturday in Washington Square Park

There's nothing doing anymore on MacDougal Street

Just shit tons of bros from the local university

I'm listening to these zoomers play

Down in the basement of Cafe Wha?

They're trying to make it sound like Stevie Ray

And then they set fire to Jimi Hendrix's guitar

And we can finally sing it all together

The Village is dead, the Village is dead

The Village is dead, the Village is dead

The Village is dead, the Village is dead

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now

The Village is dead, the Village is dead

The Village is dead, the Village is dead now