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My oh my, I have suffered too long(and on and on)

I want to get out in the sun and rain,
And feel the wind on my skin again;
The world is large, and I’ve got time yet.
And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.
Thank you very much!

—hungry city with a million hungry hearts—

As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell

Calm a little pint of soul

Concrete calling in the night
Filling me up with delight
And avenues I roam and I roam
But there’s one thing I learn and I go

This is my home!

We’re the people that we wanted to know and we’re the places that we wanted to go

I call for the captain sayin’, “I gotta go home!”
I call for the captain sayin’, “I wanna go home”
Them good days are gone