Music

Song Lyric

We're right behind the caution tape
Strung in lines to wait
'Til we will ride a number train
And tally by the gate

So look me in the eye
And tell me straight if you are sayin' it
Never gonna know the apple jazz
Unless we're playing it
Until we ache in every muscle
From the short sharp shock of the New York hustle

And right behind the tower twin
The Soho lines begin
Until we ride a letter train
To never speak again

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