Supreme Trading (New York Is the New York)
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Fifty bucks is the new five dollars
It says on the bathroom wall
And men have loved and women written up in one of his stalls
But really nothing is the new anything
All things are their own
All things are their own
And though there is no going home
There are moments of beauty and repose
This is not one of those
All things are their own
Is this anyone's utopia?
Anyone's best for possible anything?
Hell no, or at least I really don't think so
I'm not used and dead
But I sure is thinking of the joy
And disappointment long ago
And the advertisements just won't let it go
To nothingness
To yesterday
Too far away from this place
That on our good days we call home
For better and for worse
I know we can do better
And you do too
So let's all ride
And you do too
So let's all ride
Is this anyone's utopia?
Anyone's best for possible anything?
Hell no, or at least I really don't think so
Is this anyone's utopia?
Anyone's best for possible anything?
Hell no, or at least I really don't think so
Excuse me, do you work here?
I seem to have spilled my eight dollar beer
And to have shoved three rolls of toilet paper down the toilet
And now pissed on them
So if you can clean up this mess
Right now, alright, okay
Right now, alright, okay
Okay, alright