That's Pikes Peak back there. Katharine Lee Bates writes "America The Beautiful" up there in 1893. She, of course, is high on oxygen deprivation at the time.
For every bucket of dirt they haul out of our backyard? We get to see another inch of Pike's Peak. I guess that's a good thing.
"I'm sorry, though, Katharine. We're going to have to lose that "amber waves of grain" riff."
"And sweetie? I think we're going to have to keep 'The Star Spangled Banner' as the national anthem? Catchy tune though. Maybe you can get them to sing it during the 7th inning stretch?"
"Alright you Bullydozers. Keep digging! LET'S SEE SOME MOUNTAIN. WHAT DO YOU THINK WE'RE PAYING YOU FOR? MOVE IT!"
"Well, honey, when we sell? Now we can finally say, 'MUSICALLY HISTORICAL MOUNTAIN VIEW!' "
"Come on ASCAP! You can't touch me on this one."
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