Goddamned Northeast Infrastructure
I bought my face at a boutique on the West side of town Where the train tracks rumble in winter at night Right where I got my license six years ago Shoot a glance at the last chance in cargo pants Lancelot's spot is hot on the weekends I'll sing myself to sleep Odelayoay And I'll forget your name Odelayoay Why did I quit? Why did I throw it all away? The porteguese mob robs pizza joints We got church on Sunday mornings and football on Sunday afternoons Without a winter what's the point? The kids don't work so they're running around And the brick smokestacks just echo the sound And I'll bludgeon you to sleep Odelayoay The old cities are all dead Odelayoay Why did I quit? Why did I throw it all away? I can't believe that I can't remember The past 22 got so little to show for it Been snow on the tracks since November 2 years later I still won't be over it I'll miss the convenient surrender Buy a house on the cove but never recover it 22 gone how many to go? I don't know, but yo, I don't think you would go for it? After school the pre-teens walk out by the tracks That carry trains that are full of people who could't find a car Or a closer place to go Heartache for hard knocks, they throw rocks As the Amtrack horns blow down below And I'll tell you the truth Odelayoay I'll pack up my shit and leave Odelayoay Why did I quit? Why did I throw it all away? |