| I remember when the Cubans was first on Broadway.
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| With dark and yellow gold,
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| I was 11 years old.
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| The inspiration was spread out like a blanket, ask em'.
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| My discovery was beyond the pick, the Lee suit, and the afro.
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| Now from the flair jeans on 169th and College.
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| Watching the dude lean on one-seven-o
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| With a Kangol 'cross America,
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| I saw the hippies cross.
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| By Herc on Technique needles syncopated time was on time,
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| The same time as the Beatles.
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| I was up there watching James Brown’s pockets, stuffed withJolly
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| Ranchers.
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| When the NFL had the Rams in Los Angeles,
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| Charles Finley in Oakland,
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| And my kindergarten moment was the beginning.
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| 'Til the Caribbean people came to New York and sheepskin
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| Was bought,
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| The wind breaker
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| Chorus (Tom Waits & Kool Keith)
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| The building never fall down.
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| They are the teeth of the town (spacious thoughts)
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| They crush us up in they grind,
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| The meat and bone of the mind.
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| We gather here on the block (spacious thoughts)
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| They key broke off in the lock.
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| I’ll meet you down by the well
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| I’ll meet you down by the well (spacious thoughts)
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| Verse (Tom Waits)
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| The balloon drops down at midnight
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| Stranglin' the monkey with the hands of a clock
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| Good can’t help but do a little Evil
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| Evil can’t help but,
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| Do a little Good.
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| Who’s that singing in the kitchen by the stove?
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| All aboard for the night train!
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| They say the moon, it smells just like a cherry bomb.
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| Come on home,
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| All is forgiven.
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| Everything costs.
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| Deliver us from evil,
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| And carry your own cross.
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| Chorus (Tom Waits & Kool Keith)
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| The building never fall down.
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| They are the teeth of the town (spacious thoughts)
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| They crush us up in they grind,
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| The meat and bone of the mind.
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| We gather here on the block (spacious thoughts)
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| They key broke off in the lock.
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| I’ll meet you down by the well
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| I’ll meet you down by the well (spacious thoughts)
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| Bridge (Kool Keith)
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| The time gathered with poppy seeds and grass,
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| Growing nobody faster than Jesse Owens.
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| With everything I’m seeing and knowing.
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| London Heathrow,
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| Walking through the airport with green Pro-Keds
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| Sixty-niners from the designers,
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| Tom McCann above the hill,
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| Next to my man, Lou Man,
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| The cardigan sweaters,
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| The still sell the New Eras now at Jew Man!
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| Bridge cont.(Tom Waits)
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| Ghetto Bhudda in the second set,
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| Breaking out in a cold sweat.
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| I’ll meet you in the music.
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| We meet in the music,
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| Those we never met.
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| Keep dancing like there’s nobody watching
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| Everyone can win the toss.
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| I may wander, bit I am never lost.
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| Chorus (Tom Waits & Kool Keith)
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| The building never fall down.
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| They are the teeth of the town (spacious thoughts)
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| They crush us up in they grind,
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| The meat and bone of the mind.
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| We gather here on the block (spacious thoughts)
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| They key broke off in the lock.
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| I’ll meet you down by the well
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| I’ll meet you down by the well (spacious thoughts) |