Our businesses are suffering,
More like wilting,
People won’t list with me anymore
People aren’t buying my flowers anymore
Not you guys too?
Your family has been in this town
As long as ours.
Are you quitting our protest?
We’ve got to look out for our businesses,
We are suffering and for what,
New coaches, old coaches, whoever, whatever.
It’s killing us.
I guess the squeaky ones get everything
Those parents are causing mayhem
We were the group standing up to sports.
Now we are whimpering away. It’s bull.