Lives opened and trashed "Look ma, watch me crash..." No need to question why'd nothing last Under my tongue, I swear by sin For better or worse a best we began Let the ocean swell dissolve me at last Three days and maybe longer Won't even know I've left Under your tongue I'm like a tab I will give you what you're not supposed to have Under my breath I swear by sin For better or for worse a best we began Let the sun shine, oh, burn away my mask Four days, and maybe longer, shed my skin at last Let the ocean swell dissolve me at last Three days and maybe longer shed my skin at last Let the sun shine, burn away my mask Three days, and maybe longer Let my... Let my spirit pass This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... My last exit

Brooklyn, Brooklyn Hurry up, hurry up, Brooklyn Hurry up, hurry up, baby I cannot sleep the night is young I cannot eat I want some fun I pick you up Route 66 Life gives me the kick I cannot live I love this life I cannot die, can I survive? I cannot breathe without your love I can't get enough It's the last exit to Brooklyn New York City, oh is waiting He's a New York boy, he's a party guy Baby, let's dance and have some joy West Coast, East Side, that is the place where New York, L.A., I want to live there New York City boy, L.A. party girl Baby, let's dance in a brand new world 4 6 0 1 East Avenue Why does my heart beats just for you? I cannot give you more I'll give Baby, please forgive I cannot tell you thousand lies I have the love right in my eyes The night is young I want your heart Baby, can we start? It's the last exit to Brooklyn New York City, oh is waiting He's a New York boy, he's a party guy Baby, let's dance and have some joy West Coast, East Side that is the place where New York, L.A., I wanna live there New York City boy, L.A. party girl Baby, let's dance in a brand new world Party up, party up, party up, baby Party up, party up, baby Party up, party up, party up, baby Party up, party up, baby It's the last exit to Brooklyn New York City, oh is waiting He's a New York boy, he's a party guy Baby, let's dance and have some joy West Coast, East Side that is the place where New York, L.A., I wanna live there New York City boy, L.A. party girl Baby, let's dance in a brand new world It's the last exit to Brooklyn

Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train It was sunny Her saltbox house on the coast Took her mind off St. Louis Bill was the heir to the Standard Oil name and money And the town said, "How did a middle-class divorcée do it?" The wedding was charming, if a little gauche There's only so far new money goes They picked out a home and called it "Holiday House" Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud The doctor had told him to settle down It must have been her fault his heart gave out And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty" "Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been" "There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen" "She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything" Rebekah gave up on the Rhode Island set, forever Flew in all her Bitch Pack friends from the city Filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names And blew through the money on the boys and the ballet And losin' on card game bets with Dalí And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty" "Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been" "There goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen" "She had a marvelous time ruinin' everything" They say she was seen on occasion Pacing the rocks, staring out at the midnight sea And in a feud with her neighbor She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green 50 years is a long time Holiday House sat quietly on that beach Free of women with madness, their men and bad habits And then it was bought by me Who knows if I never showed up what could've been There goes the loudest woman this town has ever seen I had a marvelous time ruinin' everything I had a marvelous time ruinin' everything A marvelous time ruinin' everything A marvelous time I had a marvelous time

If there's a goal that everyone remembers It was back in old seventy two We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger And all I remember is sitting beside you You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey And I never saw someone say that before You held my hand and we walked home the long way You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr Isn't it amazing anything's accomplished When the little sensation gets in your way Not one ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing you can do anything We hung out together every single moment 'Cause that's what we thought married people do Complete with the grip of artificial chaos And believing in the country of me and you Crisis of faith and crisis in the Kremlin And, yeah, we'd heard all that before It's wintertime, the house is solitude with options And loosening the grip on a fake cold war Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish When you don't let the nation get in your way And not one ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing you can do anything Next to your comrades in the National Fitness Program Caught in some eternal flexed arm hang Dropping to the mat in a fit of laughter Showed no patience, tolerance or restraint Fireworks exploding in the distance Temporary towers soar Fireworks emulating heaven Till there are no stars any more Fireworks aiming straight at heaven Temporary towers soar Till there are no stars shining up in heaven Till there are no stars any more Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish When the little sensation gets in your way No ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish This one thing probably never goes away I think this one thing is always supposed to stay This one thing doesn't have to go away

Got a window washer's head For an unmakeable bed For loneliness The past is no place to- Rest your weary arms 'cept at sevens at your sides Your face a campaign debt reflected sky You die to your fans one window at a time, that's right Got a window washer's eye For an untuckable sky For lonely design The past is no place to- Try but I'll get my mind's armies moving at full stride They're singing in one voice, preoccupied And with nothing to say I'll sing it bright, that's right I am here, it's only me I ain't freed nobody yet It's just me, I'll just be a sec I'm a cleaner, I'm no threat No threat, no threat I'm a reader, I'm no threat Who sings lonely? Everyone sings lonely It doesn't sound so bad Who is free? Everybody's freed From the tired of being sad, so sad How will I know? How will I know if I'm helping? More so, how will she know if I'm helping? If I'm not in the saddle, I'm nothing, that's right I am here, it's only me I ain't freed nobody yet It's just me, clearing spider webs I'm a listener, I'm no threat I am here, failed and failing breath I'm a listener, I'm no threat No threat, no threat I'm a watcher, I'm no threat No threat (I am a Beatles fan)