Just A Fable

(álbum: Postcards From Italia - 2023)

Last time I was in New York City
I was down, down on my knees
Last night in New York City, baby
Everybody out there was out screaming in the street

They said now, "Hollow church floor, hollow church board"
And never had a chance
They said the same shit, different city
They said the same shit, different day

You cried when you kissed me, boast that you miss me
'Cause you're why girls could never hit me that way

It was the fable of the city (fable of the city)
It was the fable of the USA (fable of the USA)
It was the fable of the city (fable of the city)
It was the fable of the USA (fable of the USA)
It was the fable of the city (fable of the city)
It was the fable of the USA (fable of the USA)