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Cradle And All Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone Three-o-clock in the afternoon And I am going home F-train is full of high school students So much shouting, so much laughter Last night's underwear In my back pocket Sure sign of the morning after Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare I live in New York, New York City that never shuts up In the daylight everything is so gory You can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories And I moved there from buffalo But that's nothing The Trico Plant moved to Mexico Left my uncle standing out in the cold Said there's your last paycheck Have fun growing old Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare Rock-a-bye baby In the treetop When the wind blows The cradle will rock When the bough breaks The cradle will fall Down will come baby Cradle and all Youth is beauty Money is beauty Hell, beauty is beauty sometimes It's the luck of the draw It's the natural law It's a joke, it's a crime I was bored You were bored It was a meeting of the minds Now it's three in the afternoon And I can't leave too soon Saying, thank you I had a nice time Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare Maybe I'll live my whole life Just getting by Maybe I'll be discovered Maybe I'll be colonized You can try to train me like a pet You can try to teach me to behave But I'll tell you, if I haven't learned it yet You know, I ain't gonna sit I ain't gonna stay Take me home Take me home and leave me there Think I'm going to cry, I don't know why Think I'm going to sing myself a lullaby Feel free to listen Feel free to stare Last update: 23-01-2007 22:37
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