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Lyrics

In Oxford Town
the factories replace the rolling farms
Now factories are leaving
and dear Oxford clings tight to her charms

The bookstore's falling down
the big box stores they get their way
the record shop's long gone from town
I miss those sweeter, cultured days

The kids get standardized each day
inside the public schools
affections digitized and medicated
by the corporate fools

The New Age comes to town
dressed down in yoga and a gym
and a wilting Southern debutant
laments the sex she had with him

Oh, oh, oh
"I wish I'd never seen his face!"
Oh, oh, oh
"I wish I'd made a better bargain."

In every town you find the good
and then the bad find you
You meet the charlatans and crooks
and the handful who dare to be true

I found facsimiles of someone else's
cherished past
and dreams of pride and property
so coveted
but can they last?

And Oxford sighs her cautious way
when told the future is lent
to BioTech, the New World Bank
and the little men that they've sent
to make us slaves to money, pills
and New Prosperity
That gospel's all about the benjamins
the blind will never see!

Oh, oh, oh
they're crying
"We wish we'd never seen their faces!'
Oh oh oh
they're crying
"Somehow we'll get a better bargain."

Oh, oh, oh
they're crying
"We wish we'd never seen their faces!'
Oh oh oh
they're crying
"Somehow we'll get a better bargain."