I come from a place
where every name
and every face
seem so familiar

In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

Much like you and I
in every case that's made
There has to be a traitor

It's me this time
And i'm trading fun for right
Will I regret the notion later?

Geraldine is the name that comes to mind
When I go back to reminiscing
Abilene's a woman for my childhood
I spent the evenings kissing

I'm a fool for treating her alive
And loving something cold and rocky
The homophobic gentlemen
built barricades but their efforts couldn't stop me

In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

In came this progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

In came Miss progress
In her black dress
look at the mess
she is a killer

oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

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