Coney Island Getaway
Drop the coin in the turnstile's moving
On the subway we're travelling smoothly, downtown train
When all your dreams are graffiti written
And the summer's a secret hidden by the rain
We don't really belong out here
The city's so far away
Let your mind go and play
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
You say your options are getting smaller
The city's putting a stop to all the plans we made
We choose to live in this urban wasteland
So we can't be surprised when it begins to fade
A holiday is a state of mind
You just change it to go
You wear your shades for show
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
We don't need the sun
Let our parents keep the Bahama Bay
The end of the line is a Coney Island Getaway
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
We don't need the sun
Let our parents keep the Bahama Bay
The end of the line is a Coney Island Getaway
(Getaway)
(Ooh)
(Down in Coney Island)
(Down in Coney Island)
On the subway we're travelling smoothly, downtown train
When all your dreams are graffiti written
And the summer's a secret hidden by the rain
We don't really belong out here
The city's so far away
Let your mind go and play
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
You say your options are getting smaller
The city's putting a stop to all the plans we made
We choose to live in this urban wasteland
So we can't be surprised when it begins to fade
A holiday is a state of mind
You just change it to go
You wear your shades for show
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
We don't need the sun
Let our parents keep the Bahama Bay
The end of the line is a Coney Island Getaway
Down on the beach they pretend like they're on a holiday
The faded veneer of a Coney Island Getaway
We don't need the sun
Let our parents keep the Bahama Bay
The end of the line is a Coney Island Getaway
(Getaway)
(Ooh)
(Down in Coney Island)
(Down in Coney Island)
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Sarakula
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