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Long Island City Here I Come
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Nobody knows where they're going
Nobody knows where they're going
Nobody knows where they're going except me
I told poor Joan you've been talking
You've been talking to you-know-who
And if you can talk to him you can talk to me too'
"And Joan of Arc," she warned
"The lord has a lot of friends, and in the end
He'll probably forget he's ever met you before'"
Oh Charles, tell me about the end
You were there the day the music died
And I'll be there the day it dies again
He said, "A masterpiece belongs to the dead
There are microphones under your bed
And there's footage that will prove us both wrong"
Can't you see
Like Joshua kick-kick-kicked the king out of Jericho
I'm about to kick your ass up and down this street
Here I come, here I come, here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come, here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come, here I come, here I come
Here I come, here I come, here I come
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I knew a man
He sat behind a desk that was a million feet wide
But he laid down his hammer and he died
I knew a man
Big and fat, born without arms or legs
Born to jump in the air and clap
He said, "Hang me from a yo-yo or a rope
And I'll be hanging by my neck all the same
So too shall I reach Long Island City, one of these days"
"Can't you see," he said
"The Sunday crowds are all my concubines and my enemies"
But he too shall see Long Island City eventually
Maria cried out to me, "You can either leave
Or you can stop playing that cowbell with your gun"
So I say, "Watch out Long Island City, here I come"
Like Charlamagne in Vietnam
Until I come home, I am not anyone
Long Island City, here I come
Like Charlamagne on the midnight bus
I have no idea where I'm going
Here I come
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