Without A Net lyrics:
"Bonus Density"

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I was born in this town and I've lived here all my life.
It's where I met my mother, my sister and brother, my kids and my wife.
I remember when the fields were springtime green,
Before the men came with their huge machines
And stripped it down to bedrock, bare and clean.

They built thousands of homes for the average working man,
Be he peasant agrarian or urban proletarian,
 with a choice of five floor plans!
A plot of earth rewarding him for years of toil,
To compensate for all those quarts of midnight oil
And, for a price, they'll sell him back the topsoil!

Let's have those lanterns in the park! Can't feed
 them duckies in the dark!
Don't say our logo in the park is no go,
 because there is no trust we are not prepared to bust!
Don't say that we can't sell our wares any time and anywhere.
After all, we're sure you've seen the lovely new Save On
 Arena, and must realize we just don't care!

I remember this town when the steeples could still be seen
And the times past counting I rode by the fountain, riding in
 a circle 'round Humber Green,
But the business people had to have an autobahn
So the Roundabout fountain is dry and gone,
Just like the sprinklers on our front lawns.

They tore down the best of our stateliest neighbourhoods,
Then smack in the heart went ten thousand apartments and the
 realtors said "Mmm, that's good!
We'll charge the stubble jumpers all that they can pay.
It might destroy the skyline, but that's okay
Since, after all, we all live in Oak Bay!"

Let's have those lanterns in the park! Can't feed them
 duckies in the dark!
You can't just dismiss the demands of business.
We do what we want to do cause hey, we've got more rights than you!
Don't say the park is commerce free if It's a place we want to be.
Frankly, we don't care for all this talk of why and wherefore
 and we have ways of dealing with left wing heresy!

I was born in this town and I'll love it until I die.
It's got the view and the climate at the very same time; it's
 a lot like heaven and that's no lie,
But I've had all the density that I can take
So while the realtors pimp it for the cash they make
I'm looking for a cottage near Mesachie Lake.

If you live in this town I'm telling you man to man
That unrestrained profit from cellar to soffit is the actual
 community plan.
When the Chamber of Commerce says we have to grow
They mean we have to do it so they make more dough.
It's not about our lives; It's about their cash flow.

So take those lanterns in the park and stuff them somewhere
 warm and dark!
You've got your causeway stalls, boutiques and shopping malls.
You've got all downtown to sell. You want the
 park? You go to hell!
Is profit only weighed in gold? Am I some tourist to be rolled?
Does it bother you so much there's a place that you can't touch?
To have a value must a thing be bought and sold?

You made a whore of this town, and It's getting hard to watch.
You bought enough power to build all those towers, a genuine
 visual kick in the crotch!
So I guess you're going to get to build the city you want
While the homeless prowl the alleys looking cold and gaunt,
Their poverty the source of the lifestyle you flaunt.