23rd St Station Lyrics

And so we marched ourselves through alleyways

And bent our backs to see over the fence where the other half stays

And racing down the stairwells like mouse traffic in the stillness of the night,

Singing in the rain, staying out of sight

We made our ways down to the emporium

(Cold)

Where elementary grimalkens face the dangers of the night

Where faux fur donning forellas find themselves in a space too tight

Where all the rules once regarding

Oh the dratsing, the dancing

Oh the laughing, the shouting

Oh the killing, are cast to the curb with the forgotten ones

And onward and onward

(Cold)

We shout with much elation

As young boys should!

We steal our neighbors' veshches

It's our livelihood!

We shout with much elation as we enter 23rd St Station!