“Mary”

(verse 1)

She’s got everything she wants,

She’s got everything she needs,

Got a four door sports car, house of her dreams

Got white picket fences, give her diamond rings

But she don’t need them, she don’t need them

Her head’s stuck in a pipe dream

She gets everything she sees

Claims shop-a-holic as a disease

Thinks that plastic or paper, both gonna save her

Money can’t buy her way out of danger

Mary’s gonna find out one day, that all these things will fade away

(Chorus)

Mary, you’re very confused

Got a lot of issues you need to go through

Got a one track mind, when you take your time

You’ll find everything you need your cash can’t buy

You’re gonna find, that everything’s gonna be alright

(Verse 2)

She’s got all her money can buy

But she’s got nothing left inside

She tries to find God sipping on a bottle

A little marijuana gets a bit harder

Try to put it down, it’ll come back stronger

Mary’s gonna find out one day, that all these things are gonna change…

(Chorus)

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“Thrift Store Gypsy”

Your pockets are fully stocked

With cigarettes and lollipops

Your favorite songs aren’t on the radio

You disregard the debutantes

Who scoff at you in nonchalance

About the way you want to wear your clothes

Don’t read the magazines

Filled with rehabbed beauty queens

Cause they don’t have a thing to do with you

(Chorus)

Thrift Store Gypsy, Always iffy about everything mainstream

It never was your scene

Thrift Store Gypsy, I wish I could have your bravery inside of me

To go against society

I see you on the L train

Nose buried in Hemingway

And I wonder where you like to spend your time

The Jesus hanging round your neck

Your hair so perfect in such a mess

Suggests there’s more to you than meets the eye

You’ve been told what’s really best

Climb corporate ladders with broken steps

But you know that there’s more to life than this

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

(Chorus)

Cause sometimes I’m not who I want to be

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“New York”

(Verse 1)

The Skyline shines like Christmas lights

Like fireworks stuck in the sky

In New York, New York

The street’s alive with the passing cars

Underneath all the man made stars

In New York, New York

This I swear if you can make it here

Anywhere becomes austere

Then may I see, if what they say is true…

(Chorus)

So long and farewell

To the land I have dwelled

Tomorrow’s song I’ll sing in a different place

So long and goodbye

To the city that scrapes the sky

Don’t forget my name

When I return again to New York

(Verse 2)

I remember my first nights

In Mark’s apartment on the East Side

And our talks of girls and God and all our dreams

The Coronado on the holidays

The Compound and the L train

And 5 nights a week down at 414

This I swear if you can make it here

Anywhere becomes austere

Then may I see, if what they say is true

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

New York (6x)

So long and farewell

To the hands I have held

I’ll always hold your heart inside of me

So long and goodbye

Until the next

Don’t forget to write

And please dry your eyes

I’ll stop in and say hi

The next time I’m in New York…

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“Crashing Down”

(verse 1)

On & on & on she goes

Where she stops no one knows

But this road she’s on won’t lead her home

All alone in her pretty dress

She looks fine but she’s all a mess

Its hard to hide what’s going on

(pre-chorus)

She’s sick inside but she’s alright she claims she

Can make it on her own

(Chorus)

Its too late to turn back now

You’re too far in and you can’t get out

But today you’re gonna have to figure it out

Someday you’re gonna sit down

And think about how hard it was to get out

But today you’re gonna have to figure it out

(verse 2)

On & on & on she goes

She’s lost herself on this broken road

Where do you go, when you’re all alone

She knows there’s more to life than this

Than entropy and emptiness

But this is all she’s ever known

(pre-chorus)

Forget the nets

She’s left the edge

I’ll be there to catch your head

When you think you’re dead, its not the end

(chorus)

(Bridge)

All coming crashing down…

(verse 3)

On & on & on she runs

It hurts to see what she’s become

When all she needs is a little love