A song for Lansing Mi's Westside neighborhood and the leveled gm plants that surround it.
Fisher Body's Sound
Autumn leaves held in air. The dimming afternoon air. On a walk with my love, we’ll take it nice and slow. Down the block to Kalamazoo the neighbors wave the dog drags you. God it is good to be where you’re supposed to be.
The west side of this town grew up with Fisher Body's sound. Now a mute battle ground, did union ties do it?
They made it happen. They manufactured a good life (an add on TV). Now it won’t happen again. Blame it on the lack of our diversity.
The home we chose to raise our kids has got a rich heritage, but a look beneath the skimmed history reveals. We made great motor wheels, but to do so some corrupt deals. Accept the bumpy road. Let’s ride it now in style.
We’ll make it happen. Mend the fractured union led economy. It will happen if we build it on the strength of our diversity.
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