A long ago in a city tonight
Feeling lost and feeling just right
You can't hear a single plea
You never know when your too blind to see
Eyes open with your tongue on your lap
She's looking through you with all your crap
Big city, small mind
Bar to bar [?] it's hard to find out
Who you are and what you're about
Breakfast diners, peak traffic
Special coffee, your laugh is manic
Shake, roar, shake, roar, shake, roar, shake
Someone told you that you are smart
You take conception to conception of art
Red wine for diner, a line of scotch
She likes it weird, but you're rather not
Big city, small mind

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