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?