Behold the bitter exodus From down beneath the bridge As the yuppies and the hipsters Quit their lofts and move away Snap an auto-focused black-and-white Of this heartbreaking scene A heartbreaking scene of staggering genius - If I may. And they sing: Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door We're on craigslist searching for Someplace new to gentrify Till then, we can only hope They've still got room down in the Slope For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by Now my girlfriend's typed her last Paragraph for Conde Nast. Who will pay her by the word To holiday in Mexico? And my next door neighbor cried On the night his hedge fund died. Anybody want a Ridgeback Or a share in J Condo? And we sing: Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door We're on craigslist searching for Someplace new to gentrify Till then, we can only hope They've still got room down in the Slope For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by Oh Dumbo beach, we've run aground No IT work to be found No one buys my shit on Etsy And my gal's name still ain't Plath So we're hopping on our Vespas Loading up and hauling out In our precious shawls and hats We look totally Grapes of Wrath YAY! Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door We're on craigslist searching for Someplace new to gentrify Till then, we can only hope They've still got room down in the Slope For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by Goodbye McSweeney's Goodbye Grizzly Bear Actually, we were just pretending To like Grizzly Bear But I'll sure miss being an artist I'll sure miss being free And I sure will miss my trust fund And production company Stroll the cobblestones reflecting On these precious months we've spent Down here at the intersection of This American Life and Rent One day I will come back as a tourist Take clever photos of the skyline Juxtaposed with garbage trucks I'll line up for Brooklyn Ice Cream in the winter And wait two hours in the rain For a pizza pie that sucks Then I'll sing: Nevermore shall a bridge darken my door We're on craigslist searching for Someplace new to gentrify Till then, we can only hope They've still got room down in the Slope For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by For the strollers we'll be pushing by and by For the strollers we'll be pushing, bye-bye