00:11It is fire, sunshine, most of the time
00:18And the field is laid back
00:23Home trees grow, reds are low
00:26But you know I keep thinking about
00:30Making my way back
00:35I'm New York City born and raised
00:38Doubted I'm lost between two shores
00:44Here, I'll show you
00:45Now it's fire, but it ain't home
00:50New York's home, but it might no more
01:02I, I have given red corpuscles enough to fill the frigate
01:19They, they keep me alive
01:21And no one who did all knock me in the chair
01:35I am a crime
01:41I am alive
01:44I am alive
01:46I am alive
01:47And I have lost and I can't even survive
02:00Leaving me lonely still
02:04So, the spy will never drop off
02:08You understand?
02:14Did you ever read about a frog who dreamed of being a king?
02:22And then became one
02:25It's too hideous
02:26Well, except for the names
02:29A few of the changes
02:30If you talk about me
02:34The story's the same one
02:39I got an evidence deep inside
02:42And I've tried it won't let me go
02:46You understand?
02:50I'm not a man who likes to swear
02:54But I never cared for the sound of being alone
03:00I am a saint
03:03I am a saint
03:07You know what the hurt
03:12And no one hurt me
03:16Oh, God
03:18He heard the truth
03:23I am a crime
03:29I am a saint
03:32I am a saint
03:36I am a saint
03:36And I am lost and I can't even survive
03:50Leaving me lonely still
03:53I have given red corpuscles enough to fill the frigate
04:02Do you understand?
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