Lyrics

I wake up every morning with construction in my ear
And the rents are so high you can barely get by on $50,000 a year
But the worst thing about New York City is the thing that makes me want to cry
With all the power people running and the drug dealers gunning
I?m always getting crap in my eye
Crap in my eye
Why must the city mistreat me
Crap in my Eye
I Can?t let this city defeat me
Crap in my eye
I wonder if I?ll ever escape this place
What do you do at the finish line of the human race?
So I?m eating all my veggies and I?m scrubbing between my toes
And I don?t watch TV and all my friends are PhDs and we all have really nice clothes
And I?m a passionate person, and so are you, that?s why we?re all here
You can smell the success cause we know we?re the best, now could you get me a beer?
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And my commute is sucking my will to live, it?s a trial of my tolerance
I spend a third of my days in an underground maze for just a hundred and fifty cents
And everyone is so together you can tell that we?re falling apart
Well we love it and we hate it and we?re glad that we all made it in the place where even crap is art
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So if you want to be my lover
If you want to be my friend
why don?t you treat me like this city I love
and take a nice big crap in my eye