our first album "Palisades" on CD complete with liner notes
Includes unlimited streaming of Palisades
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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New York is cold and the bicycles never stop this Long Island melody will rest on a pigeon's beak you know, we're buried in the snow. Don't send me to the Bowery because I've got sores on my feet and it's been a while since I had something to eat. That don't mean I'll lie down with my blanket in the snow. Bowery, Bowery, the streets that smell of defeat. Bowery, Bowery, the latex smell of everything I eat, ya know, ya haunt me everywhere I go. I'm a person just like you, never had anything to do. Sure wish that had been me back in 1982. I was too busy buying glue to make my nose turn blue. I'm fascinating, fascinating, a true blue boy why don't you come and save me? Ya know, I'm only dead and buried in the snow.