That City Song
Forget the taxi we can walk
53 minutes listen to the city talk
Along the edge of central park
Piss in the bushes where the street light fades to dark
And weave our way down to time square
A cloud of curse words mixed with weed smoke in the air
A one hit wonder on a 200 foot sign
How can one place be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
A horse and carriage on the street
A cardboard bed where an elderly man sleeps
Bootlegs on the side for cash
There was an artist sketching portraits
Next to endless bags of trash
The sidewalks getting crowded babe
You better put your hand in mind
How can one play be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
I can't knock the hustle
There's no rules in this game
They got buckets of umbrellas
Ready to go when it looks like rain
The train to jersey was delayed
In disbelief I stared at what that screen displayed
In that interrogation light
Pacing through penn station were the creatures of the night
The aching and the weary lying propped up on the wall
As the boys were making noise on account of alcohol
That man there in the sweatshirt he's in desperate need of help
Scaring the shit out of strangers as he screams out to himself
Everyone is trying to get home before they lose their mind
How can one place be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
53 minutes listen to the city talk
Along the edge of central park
Piss in the bushes where the street light fades to dark
And weave our way down to time square
A cloud of curse words mixed with weed smoke in the air
A one hit wonder on a 200 foot sign
How can one place be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
A horse and carriage on the street
A cardboard bed where an elderly man sleeps
Bootlegs on the side for cash
There was an artist sketching portraits
Next to endless bags of trash
The sidewalks getting crowded babe
You better put your hand in mind
How can one play be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
I can't knock the hustle
There's no rules in this game
They got buckets of umbrellas
Ready to go when it looks like rain
The train to jersey was delayed
In disbelief I stared at what that screen displayed
In that interrogation light
Pacing through penn station were the creatures of the night
The aching and the weary lying propped up on the wall
As the boys were making noise on account of alcohol
That man there in the sweatshirt he's in desperate need of help
Scaring the shit out of strangers as he screams out to himself
Everyone is trying to get home before they lose their mind
How can one place be so wonderful and sad at the same time?
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Herz
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