What has happened to this place?
I donât recognize it anymore.
It used to be so fun and special.
What is life worth living for?
The dream is dead, our land is gone;
Thereâs a hole in my heart and I canât go on.
There are too many minorities (minorities)
At my water park (my water park).
This was our land, our dream (our dream)
and theyâve taken it all away.
They just keep coming and coming (minorities).
I tried to go and tell the police,
But even the authorities
Are minorities
At my water park.