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City Gypsy
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The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (Genesis) And the lamb lies down on Broadway Early morning Manhattan Ocean winds blow on the land Movie palace is now undone The all night watchmen have had their fun Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show It's the same old ending, time to go. Get out It seems they cannot leave their dream. There's something moving in the sidewalk steam And the lamb lies down on Broadway Nightimes flyers feel their pains Drugstore take down the chains Metal motion comes in bursts The gas station can quench that thirst Suspension cracked on unmade road The trucker's eyes read overload And out on the subway Rael imperial aerosol kid Exits into daylight, spraygun hid And the lamb lies down on Broadway The lamb seems right out of place Yet the Broadway street scene finds a focus in it's face Somehow it's lying there Brings a stillness to the air Though man made light, at night is very bright There's no whitewash victim As the neons dim, to the coat of white Rael imperial aerosol kid Wipes his gun, he's forgotten what he did And the lamb lies down on Broadway Suzanne tired her work all done Thinks money, honey, be on, neon Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn And the sawdust king spits out his scorn Wonder women you can draw your blind Don't look at me, I'm not your kind I'm Rael Something inside me has just begun Lord knows what I have done And the lamb lies down on Broadway On Broadway They say the lights are always bright on Broadway They say there's always magic in the air On Broadway (George Benson) They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway They say there's always magic in the air But when you're walkin' down that street And you ain't had enough to eat The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere They say the women treat you fine on Broadway But looking at them just gives me the blues 'Cause how ya gonna make some time When all you got is one thin dime And one thin dime won't even shine your shoes They say that I won't last too long on Broadway I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home, they all say But they're dead wrong, I know they are 'Cause I can play this here guitar And I won't quit till I'm a star on Broadway