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New York City
My itchy month of May
Time has for Ms. Onassis
Decay on

I don't go down
I don't go down
I don't go down like she did

And I understand why
good's gotta die
Before we it

talk through Pigeon Park
And is wasting away
Religiously they to sin
Buy, sell or trade for

I just wanna feel
I just don't feel
I just don't wanna feel like feel

Hollow body for
Trade my coat for a
Now way up in my
You know I love you just a bit more

Raisin' down to chin
Smoke smoke they all trickle in
Anythin', for
And endin' up with

Simple young man
Sores all over his
sleepin', not so silently

I'll mop the for you all
I'm a fly on the
big and listenin'

Burned a hand of a of mine
And now Bub I
That you could fly a high
You me nothing's ever gonna come between

And nothing's ever gonna between
Nothing's ever gonna come
My truck and me