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It’s only come down to one thing at all

It’s ugly and pretty like New York in the fall



In the city you can shoot up dope

In the city you can fire hope

In your vein.



Some folks like the fresh air on the farm

And some folks like a good load in the arm



In the city you can score some dope

In the city you can store some hope

Or go insane either way.



Shooting up dope

Loading up hope

If you can’t cope

Keep away from a rope.



In the city you can take a ride

In the city you can postpone suicide

With a rig.



Your Mom knows you’re a junkie, so damn what?

She doesn’t know this great thing that you’ve got

In the city you could well OD

In the city that just sets you free

This you know.

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from Stoned Crow Picnic, released August 8, 2006
Lyrics/Music M. Psycho © 1995 Black Hole Media Co. All Rights Reserved.

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