a place in new york Lyrics

There's a place in New York

Where you can't afford

What's on Main Street

My skin it ain't tan

it's a jaundiced green, and i am

Scattered in my beehive

Behind the e-bikes

I jog through the estate sections

I get lost in the halls of the mansions

Behind the gates, oh my god, what awaits

And if the yuppies complain

Know it all goes down the drain

To the local sewage system

There's a place in New York

And I don't know what it's for