Can anyone explain

So is it over are we cooked like we'll never again be able to walk into a coffee shop and feel a cozy vibe Like we're always gonna have to be forced to pay $8 to be somewhere more like your voice echoes against the concrete avant-garde raw untreated floors And you have to sit on a cold metal chair for two and a half hours to do your bullshit laptop work or figure out What taxes are like I want to sit in a dirty leather couch and fish other people's coins out of the cushion It's like I miss dust bunnies on the floor and warm bulbs Okay, warm bulbs, please and Nora Jones. What why did we do this?