Right Here In New York
One old preacher came to see me. I turned him down
You bought his book and have internalized the rules
That are keeping me from heaven and the perfect friendship
The first one you meet, they say, if you've broken the spell
Will show you love is everywhere, while we laugh at you from hell
Only knowing
That your day is soon
We know the hour
Policeman swoon
I don't think I like this now. You all call at 4 AM
You are not my hero. I heard the records you play
So I'll just get arrested, and run around with rocks
Big guy wants me to use a spoon and talk
I'm going running and screaming round the block
Only knowing
That your day is soon
Princess devour
Policeman swoon
I guess I can do this, so long as you don't mention
Minnesota, Tennessee, or one soldier's daughter from Philippines
These things are shadows now
They don't belong to me
Every time I speak of them, you just wish me well
And then I feel a tear
Oh, and it begins to swell
Only growing
Like a balloon
Spaghetti flower
Policeman swoon
Now we're sitting around, trying to get computers to work
Yelling about the doctors, and turning into dirt
And Johnny says we're ghosts. Man, you hear what he say?
Yes, I think I'll visit him. Never quite left the Bay
It's clear that you've been crying
I can't help you, but I'll stay
Only knowing
That your day is soon
Rain or shine
Policeman swoon
You bought his book and have internalized the rules
That are keeping me from heaven and the perfect friendship
The first one you meet, they say, if you've broken the spell
Will show you love is everywhere, while we laugh at you from hell
Only knowing
That your day is soon
We know the hour
Policeman swoon
I don't think I like this now. You all call at 4 AM
You are not my hero. I heard the records you play
So I'll just get arrested, and run around with rocks
Big guy wants me to use a spoon and talk
I'm going running and screaming round the block
Only knowing
That your day is soon
Princess devour
Policeman swoon
I guess I can do this, so long as you don't mention
Minnesota, Tennessee, or one soldier's daughter from Philippines
These things are shadows now
They don't belong to me
Every time I speak of them, you just wish me well
And then I feel a tear
Oh, and it begins to swell
Only growing
Like a balloon
Spaghetti flower
Policeman swoon
Now we're sitting around, trying to get computers to work
Yelling about the doctors, and turning into dirt
And Johnny says we're ghosts. Man, you hear what he say?
Yes, I think I'll visit him. Never quite left the Bay
It's clear that you've been crying
I can't help you, but I'll stay
Only knowing
That your day is soon
Rain or shine
Policeman swoon
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Salzano
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