nj transit

(альбом: church sessions - 2010)

Hey hey hey, hey hey hey, hey hey, hey
Hey hey hey, hey!
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Woah, I'm a man

I'm a New Yorker
I'm a New Yorker
Doing my thing
And tryna have a good time
Yes I'mma play all day
But I'll wait 'till the sun goes down
Before I make up my mind
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm on a train (Yes)
I'm in pain
I've been squashing my brain
With my own two hands
'Cus I'm insane
(Yeah yeah, yeah)
And I think I need to go to the doctor

I'm a song writer
I'm a wrong writer
And damn I'mma make things right
If it's all I do
Oh, can't you see I'm a butterfly
And I'm crawling back inside my
Chrysalis or cocoon

Guess I'm not strong enough
Think I'm too scared of love
Think I'm too scared of
Things I dream of

Mmm, that girl
Back there
Five seats behind me
Is playing her music so damn loud
I can barely concentrate
I just moved in to the next car
I can still hear her, oh my god
I bet she's gonna go deaf real soon

Mmm, plus in this car there's a group of kids talking and giggling about how to say dog poop in Russian

I was gonna try to finish this song
La la, la la, la la, la la, la la (la la)
Can't finish it