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been drifting along in the same stale shoes

I got a head like a falling masonry

there must be some kind of way out of here

you're pretty goodlooking for a girl

pen in hand I write so legibly

a lonely boy finds peace in fishing

til the keyhole itself got lower than me

full of cavalry and calvary

judge said son don'tcha tell me no tale

too many puppies are being shot in the dark

this is the first of your last warning

not askin bout Jesus, not askin for hugs

there was no train station, there was no downtown

built an ivory tower so I could worship from above

just beneath the floor is a new world to explore

we don't have much to say, we don't have much

I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me

can you become girl here in the fun world

mama was queen of the mambo

papa was king of the congo

they said there is no place for little monkey in this town

I've touched this place before somewhere in another time

looking happy, taking pictures, so completely stupid, just go away

stand tall, I'm young and kind of proud

there ain't nothin' that I need

doing eighty down the Van Wyck on horseback

you wonder how well would they hold up in a holding cell

thought it was an alien, turned out to be just god

dead in the middle of Little Italy

you were a tourist in my town

four dead and Nixon comin

o happy day!