Lyrics

I take the PATH to the city The other three take the chance to sleep Lack of the same and I feel shitty My commute turns to a creep I walk in crowds on dirty streets Lack of sleep and swear it burns my eyes That's when I get that certain feeling Culture shock is only certain surprise I've been prepared for another world Next stop is a party girl Her gravity is a trashy suction And she needs no introduction I get lost in a humid space If I can just find St. Mark's Place Hey, it's all going down tonight Junkie chic has earned the right Summer's late and so am I I sweat down to my toes New York City unrefined to my too eager pose No time here for naiveté It drowns in overstimulation Kim's Underground and so blasé Suggests a well earned reputation