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New York City soothing my itchy itchy month

of May

Time has passed for Mrs. Onassis,

decay on display

I don`t want to go down

I don`t want to go down

I don`t want to go down - like she did

And I can`t understand why something

good`s got to die before we miss it

Mumbled talk throught pigeon park

And Hastings is wasting away

Religiously they seem to sin

Buy, sell or trade for amens

I just don`t want to feel

I just don`t want to feel

I just don`t want to feel - like they feel

Hollow body for sound, trade a coat for

a gown

Way up in my arms you know

I love you just a little bit more

Raisin` nose down to chin

Smoke after smoke they all trickle in

Anything, for anything, and ending up

with nothing

Simple pimpled young man

Sores all over his hands

He`s sleeping, not so silently

I`ll mop the floors for you all

I`m a fly on the wall

Really big and listening

Burned a hand of a friend of mine

And Bub I know that you could fly a

mile high

You told me nothing`s ever gonna come

between

Nothing`s ever gonna come between

Nothing`s ever gonna come between

My dumptruck and me

New York City soothing my itchy itchy month

of May

Time has passed for Mrs. Onassis,

decay on display

I don`t want to go down

I don`t want to go down

I don`t want to go down - like she did

And I can`t understand why something

good`s got to die before we miss it

Mumbled talk throught pigeon park

And Hastings is wasting away

Religiously they seem to sin

Buy, sell or trade for amens

I just don`t want to feel

I just don`t want to feel

I just don`t want to feel - like they feel

Hollow body for sound, trade a coat for

a gown

Way up in my arms you know

I love you just a little bit more

Raisin` nose down to chin

Smoke after smoke they all trickle in

Anything, for anything, and ending up

with nothing

Simple pimpled young man

Sores all over his hands

He`s sleeping, not so silently

I`ll mop the floors for you all

I`m a fly on the wall

Really big and listening

Burned a hand of a friend of mine

And Bub I know that you could fly a

mile high

You told me nothing`s ever gonna come

between

Nothing`s ever gonna come between

Nothing`s ever gonna come between

My dumptruck and me

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