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Tytuł: Underground town

  • Wykonawca: The Toasters
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There is family, they're selling shoes
   Skinny white kid playin' the blues
   Crazy lady hands in the air
   Tired suits just sit and stare
  
   There's a body he's on the floor
   Bunch of kids keep holding the door
   Nervous nun with a heavy bag
   Shakes her head at the man in drag
  
   In the Underground Town
   Ridin' on the subway
   In New York City
   Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be
  
   Step inside and watch your feet
   Catch the 'F on Bleecker Street
   Every language known on earth
   You will get your money's worth
  
   In the Underground Town
   Ridin' on the subway
   In New York City
   Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be
  
   Down the Underground Town
   Ridin' on the subway
   In New York City
   In the underground Town
   That's where I wanna be
   Wanna be wanna be
  
   Step inside and watch your feet
   Take your time down on Bleecker Street
   Every language known to man
   How will you ever understand
  
   It's the Undergound Town
   Your ridin' on the subway
   In New York City
   Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be
  
   In the Underground Town
   Ridin' down the subway
   In New York City
   It's a Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be wanna be Yeah!
  
   (someone says to the kid, hey lock the door baby)
  
   Underground Town
   I'm ridin' down the subway
   That's New York City
   Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be
  
   Down the Underground Town
   I'm ridin' on the subway
   In New York City
   Underground Town
   That's where I wanna be wanna be wanna be, yeah