That's Progress Songtext
von D.O.A.

Gimme an M (M)
Gimme an A (A)
Gimme a U (U)
Gimme an L (L)
Gimme your money (sure)
What′s that spell? (Maul)
What's that spell? (Shopping maul)

Excuse me, pardon my greed
You′re evicted, time to leave
Don't matter if your family's lived here 30 years

We′re tripling the rent
Time′s up, the sheriff's here
Too bad for you if you freeze out in the street

The croissant and cookie palace downstairs will symbolize
The old neighborhood whose soul has slowly died
Been gentrified

Ah yeah, that′s progress
Doesn't progress make you feel good inside?


Cameras catch you runnin′ red lights
Schoolrooms with no windows
Computer picks your carreer at age 15

Universal price code ID's
With the stripe the laser reads
And records where you′ve been when you're sick and what you eat

For every spy in government there's 50 private eyes
Who round up dirt on you to keep on file
Then sell the file

Ah yeah, that′s progress
Doesn′t progress make you feel good inside?
That's progress, that′s progress
Progress don't make me feel so good inside

You can′t live here, we won't hire you
We know all the nasty things you do
Bought a dossier on your whole life
Clear back to the pranks you did in school at age five

There′s millions on file at the touch of a button
Your boss or your landlord will love our choice cuts of gossip
If it's lies, what can you do 'cause it costs too much to sue?
The last person who′ll ever see your file is you


Had enough, I moved back home
To the mountains where I belong
But ski resorts have tamed the wild west
The hills we used to roam
Now they′re privately owned
And scarred with cheezy suburbs and cement

The "Tracts for sale" sign promises deer in your back yard
If the deer somehow get past the fences and guards
And the industrial "park"

Oh no, not again
All this progress makes me feel ill inside
That's progress, that′s progress
It looks like I'll have to move to Yellowknife

Progress, progress
Progress, progress
Your idea of progress wrecks too many lives