Hey! Who do ya call crazy!
It's hot again. No, it's raining again. No it's hot again. I love this city. It used to be enough. But this fucking zzzzzzzzzapping is just going on for too long.
You need a vacation! That's what they say. Like they know. I'd still have to live. I'd still have to breathe. Work doesn't bother me. Hell, it even helps putting some sense and structure in my life.
I need a therapist.
Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighborhood
Hop a flight to Miami Beach
Or to Hollywood
But I'm talking a Greyhound
On the Hudson River Line
I'm in a New York state of mind