David F. Bello - Plastics lyrics

I wanna shake this town like a disease But let a few symptoms remain I don't mind the headaches and I've grown to like The taste of acid rain The water tastes like medicine And the medicine tastes like dirt I know that it's supposed to be helping But is it supposed to hurt Treatments have gone on since the plants set up in town Families have all withered away Their graves are covered in dust from the winds That blow leaves where our children play My heart slows down and it skips a beat When we drive by the factories The roads may be new, but were too poor to sue Our taxes pave roads for SUVs I might miss this place once the forests are displaced And the farmers are all broke Trees are only stumps that aren't useful anymore History in an antique store