What New York Used To Be

Coma comma drama come on
 Draw it scratch it say it
 say it make it to the bottom
 ladder climb it drop an
 apple off the top it stop it
 I don't want to eat it
 need it know it force it
 feed it leave it be it
 Just keep it in its box
 What easy used to be
 What love used to be
 What drugs used to be
 What TV used to be
 What music used to be
 What luck used to be
 What art used to be
 What you used to be
 Coma comma drama come on
 Drawl your skin your
 mile longer love song
 sure it tells the future
 fingers crushed and
 run em' under water shark
 infested sea of secrets
 in the open fire beat it
 broke it don't believe it
 just keep it in its box
 What easy used to be
 What fun used to be
 What dreaming used to be
 What fame used to be
 What the city used to be
 What fast used to be
 What low used to be
 What New York used to be
 What New York used to be
 What New York used to be
 What New York used to be
 What New York used to be