new york now was nothing but an ice-capade
a cigarette, a fire-escape
and we walked this line,
coins in our pockets for the bedford staion line to take us
crazy
the drunkard playing the casio
quiet
everytime she starts starin up
aw what a shame
a subway ride was never meant to last.
a cigarette, a fire-escape
and we walked this line,
coins in our pockets for the bedford staion line to take us
crazy
the drunkard playing the casio
quiet
everytime she starts starin up
aw what a shame
a subway ride was never meant to last.