I read in the paper that god was dead,
but I saw the devil laughing in the terminal.
He was leaving out of new york city,
said he`s gotta get away, gotta get out of the city.
Staring at his reflection in the television,
I`m looking around for a new position,
when Jesus Christ comes up to me,
asking if I can spare some spare change to get back to New Jersey.
You act like I don`t understand, I understand, now ask me if I care.
You`re standing too close to me.
I gotta get away, gotta get out of the city.
So what if I don`t give a damn, I can`t see the sky,
buildings towering around me, and you`re standing to close to me,
I gotta get away, gotta get out of the city.
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