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- Santa Fe Lyrics [Angel] New York City Center of the universe Times are shitty But I'm pretty sure they can't get worse It's a comfort to know, when you're singing the 'hit-the-road' blues That anywhere else you could possibly go after New york would be A pleasure cruise [Collins] Now your talking [laughs] Well I'm twarted by a metaphysic puzzle And I'mm sick of grading papers that I know I'm shouting in my sleep I need a muzzle And all this misery pays no salary so Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe Sunny Santa Fe would be nice We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe And leave this to the roaches and mice Woah oh woah [Angel] You teach? [Collins] Yeah, I teach Computer-age philosophy But my students would rather watch t.v. [Angel] America [Collins] America You are sedative as the East Brush the sauce on to the meat You can make them and you sparkle with rhyme You can drum a gentle drum I can see guests as they come Chanting not about hygeine or about wine Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe Our labours will be financial gates We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe And save from devastation our brains We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away Devote ourselves to projects that sell We'll open up in Santa Fe Forget this cold Bohemian hell Woah oh woah oh oh woah Do you know the way to Santa Fe? You know, tumbleweeds, prairie dogs Yeah... [Thanks to Sam for lyrics]
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