Same stop, different seat Wait, watch, and then repeat Days, doctor, you believe In the face of The Fathers that has made it holy Hey, doctor is it me? Or are they flocking to the sheep? Great Scott, are we asleep? Cause it seems like I got a mouth full of no teeth Jimmy placed his nickels in the token booth And his everything bagel in his open soup Checking out his numbers in the postal proof He only missed by one, so hes 0-for-2 Heading to the late shift grave in bull Whistling the break from Paid in Full On the train, stepped, when he made his move And grew a J-O-B in basic blue Tried to keep the rust from touching faith Coulda got somewhere, but he runs in place Now, hes back on the wagon for a month, one day And an hour, into lunch, until hes tucked away Up at dawn, he had a smoke, fed his cat His half of toast, made a face And grabbed a roach. Took a pill That made him laugh, so he could last til close Used to burn buildings, now his pieces go From the bottom of a bic to receipts in rolls No cans, no crews, no more beef bestowed Waitin on a D for, at least, ten toes She sat across chewing Juicy Fruit Earringed lobes that were loosely hooped Shearling coat, with a toothy mood The raven-black matched her Gucci suit He hustled in with his patient plan Doorway down, with a lazy stance Ignore the cops and the shaking can A quarters not going to change your pants He caught her eye, so she moved her ring Smiled a bit, like this bird can sing And took a cue, and he cut the length Do you like trains? Cause I love these things. [:Man] Excuse me, um, but I wonder if youd tell me where you get your hair done? [:Woman] What? [:Man] Your hair is perfect, Id like to know where you get it done. [:Man] Its uh, its beautiful and its perfect for the job. [:Woman] Perfect for what job? Anyway, they hit it off and trusted fate And they transferred over to the Uptown 8 Headed to her place, that she said was brightened By the trees on the corner, and a block from Dyckman Knew the place well from his days with paint, but Figured it was chill, and them crews had changed-up Just like him, had jobs they hated And were no longer on-point, and stayed mostly faded Oh, she rated. Tens, he scored her And wouldnt really care if he caught one for her All his thoughts were the dame he picked-up Game was Atari, and the way she Dig-Dugged! Doors were open, time to exit A dude stepped to him with a diamond necklace Read his checklist, knew maneuvers And hit him with a two-piece tooth-remover Thing was laughing, he lay there bleeding And his ground control was not receiving As she was leaving, he lost his mind And gave her one big push for all mankind Push that girl in front of the train Push that girl in front of the train Push that girl in front of the train Push that girl in front of the train Push that girl in front of the train Push that girl in front of the train
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