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letra de the legend of nyc jacket man - mrs.paintbrush

you like the hotel. you like the concerts

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take an xl tank top off the rack
the new york skyline painted on back
keep fleetwood mac tight time no excess
get dressed up sl!ck like b-ss fretless
smooth jazz like 2 dads by poolside
bbq tools gripped, what cool guys
moonrise mouths wide
chomp the grilled meat
coleslaw , no lawmen beat high heat
converting crooked police to mineral grease
the only remains are caffeine-stained funeral t–th
i drank sherry, got carried away
rode the ferry to a wedding ceremony on the bay
by the lake i ate cherimoya
i called my lawyer jerry
he spoke of crippling financial data
now i’m wary
a lot of buzzing fauna
and hearty greenery
excuse my negativity it’s very pleasant scenery
the mezzanine oh the mezzanine i always wanted one
but now i’ve got two of ‘em mary magdeline what’ve i done
once shrouded, i’ve been outed
once devoted, swam and boated
watch me drown

new york city
after hours clubs
sucking, f-cking
sacks full of drugs
when the house lights go up
throw up
hit midtown for chips and cold cuts
chips and cold cuts , cops and strippers
vigilantes lawyers drifters
alcoholics in metropolitan
juice bars drinking liquid collagen

caterpillar crawl to the seafood grill
steve said he’ll take the steamed clams off our bill

michael jordan cologne is what i wear on my skin
i’m not a fan of the sport but i like smelling like him
i’m not a cinema buff
the s-m-nary’s my home
i take selenium pills
acetaminophen‘s pr-ne
to make you think you’re immortal
when you mix it with cordials
chasing hernia patients
through dimensional portals
marijuana paranoia sayonara i’m sober
just some ddt residue from the blood of a cobra, hah hah!
mister promoter where’s my soda and chips?
if it doesn’t materialize i’m not playing the hits
motherfuhhhh, awe, i almost said something bad
you motherf-cking -ssh0l- i tell mommy and dad

you might live in nyc
with a costly cocaine habit
don’t disconnect from rent check stress
you’ll miss out on the magic
take in the sights
imbibe that overpriced so-so manhattan
in soho they’ve got haute couture to conceal lack of p-ssion
new york police department on the movies and the tv
just like the rest i’m unimpressed
get a real job then see me
i can be seen
40 years ago today
on colored zenith tube tvs
in old appliance store displays
radiation emanating from a fl!ckering stack
of 3 sets tall by 4 wide, zapped!
heat lightning, cl-ss struggle, double digit sigils
graffiti commandos jot down hand styles on post punk show hand bills her eyes
trained on rat eating french fries
through telescope safe in her hi rise

- mrs paintbrush

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