When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Eastertime too
And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some ugly women there And they really make a mess outa you
Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot
I don't have the strength To get up and take another shot
And my best friend, my doctor Won't even say what it is I've got
Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you're so kind
And careful not to go to her too soon
And she steals your voice And leaves you howling at the moon
Up on Housing Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim
If you're lookin' to get lucky You better go back to from where you came
Because the cops don't need you here And man they expect the same
I started out on burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they'd stand behind me When the game got rough But it was all a big joke There was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough
I'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough
I'm going back to New York City I do believe I've had enough
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