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Give me my City, No Cul de sacs for me

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Give me my city, no cul de sacs for me
Give me my winos and crackpots that color....
The landscape of hustle and bustle on a Friday night
Who'll sing you a doo wop song with a smile, fingers snapping
And far off glassy eyes for a buck or a half smoked butt
Bit players in the background of bar lined streets
Where there's something for everyone...
Yuppies, hippies, freaks, frat boys...
Repressed suburbanite youths yearning for something more...
Than strip malls and keg parties...
And all the homogenized wholesomeness that stagnates the senses

Give me my city, no cul de sacs for me
Give me 3AM walks where weary souls
Wander litter lined streets beneath...
A star filled sky illuminating the night
Breeding grounds for the mystics and misfits
Who scurry amongst back alleys and mini marts

Give me my city, no cul de sacs for me
Give me fresh-faced college grads who migrate every fall
Looking for a buzz, love, lust, adventure, action, anything..
More than the ho hum existence of being a nine to fiver

Give me my city, no cul de sacs for me
Give me 24 hour diners where drunk smart ass punks
Harras hardened hardcore waitresses with varicose veins
Where colorful cabbies drink bottomless cups of coffee
Waiting patiently on their next fare
Conversing with the toothless worn down dishwasher
Who, no matter how hard he tried...never caught a break

Give me my city, no cul de sacs for me
Give me after hours in yet another dingy 2nd floor apartment
Dens of debauchery for those who long to feel....
Fast and furious fucntions of the soul
Where pothead prophets philosophise
Where punch drunk PHD candidates mingle...
With Community College mutants
Where hypnotic rhythms flow from speaker to ear
Where dreams are divulged and fears are faced
Where ideas are shared and passions are pursued
Where mutual minds connect...on some cosmic level...
Naked...in the 6AM sunlight..of my city