Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Good Bye, New York

Soon I will be taking my last train
It's mainly in the evening
That it can all seem in vain
When the pain is raining canes on ya
But you don't have your legs no more
You've got to make your exit
Before slipping out the backstage door

So floor it, honey
Unpop that effing cork
Let's celebrate
Good bye, New York

They may have made mountains of your buildings
They made you walk the bridges home
They made you grieve in tiny boxes
They made you wanna hide your Cadillac chrome
They blackmailed you with severed heads
They made unreasonable demands

Too much tension
Too much torque
Uncelebrate
Good bye, New York

From Grand Army Plaza up to Harlem
Flies a scarred and angry stork
He cries, "It is today! They are forgiven!
Here's a New America baby!
Say hello! Good bye, New York!"

I could close my heart off to them
Write 'em off or back 'em down
I could hate all of their brethren
But that's not how we do it in this town
They have to wait 'til Paradise
We exalt our virgins now
Or were they really after raisins?
Either way I'd have shown them how
This road must fork
Good bye

Too much tension
Too much torque
Uncelebrate
Floor it honey
Unpop that effing cork
Let's celebrate

Good bye, New York