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Nothing Like The City
Caissie Levy, Nick Barrington, Brandon Uranowitz, Tabitha Lawing
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Don't stare, it's not polite to stare
He's a rude little boy, ignore him
The people of good breeding do not stare at other people
They acknowledge them politely, with a bow, like this
Good day
Good day, sir
She called me "Sir"
Without a doubt
We're really out of New York City
Fine weather, isn't it?
Isn't it?
Now that we're out of the city
Isn't it?
Nothing like the city
He's still staring
Oh, never mind
My father's at the North Pole
With Admiral Peary and Eskimos
Where is your mother?
Dead
Edgar
My name is Edgar, we're off to visit our fireworks factory
What is your name?
No name
That's impossible, everyone has a name
Even the little Negro baby, who lives in our Artic
Shh, do not be rude, he talks
I never knew anyone who stayed on a rope
Like a puppy dog, what is it really like?
I see, Bep
Safe
Also stares
Safe?
You'd think he'd never seen (yes)
Someone from New York City
Everyone's saying things about the ship
That's children, isn't it?
Safe?
Isn't it? (Yes)
Always another surprise, isn't it?
Boston! Post Road Trolley! Boston!
Well
Well
Have a pleasant day, ma'am
Have a pleasant trip, sir
Nothing like the city
We know those people
That's ridiculous, they're poor foreigners
Then we're going to know them
Who put such thoughts in your head?
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