[ANGEL & TOM]
New York City
Uh-huh
Center of the universe
Sing it girl
Times are shitty
But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse
I hear that
It's a comfort to know
When you're singing the hit the road blues
That anywhere else you could possibly go
After New York would be, a pleasure cruise
Now you're talking

[TOM]
Well, I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle
And I'm sick of grading papers that I know
And I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle
And all this misery pays no salary, so
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
Sunny Santa Fe would be nice
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe
And leave this to the roaches and mice
Oh, oh, oh

[All]
Oh, oh, oh
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