prospect park Lyrics

I walked alone in Prospect Park today

And I wondered if the pigeons have a home

All these people, stroll around in circles here

Their actions I do not condone

At night I hope I don't get mugged

Jumped, shot or something worse

The porta potties haven't been changed in years

And there is probably a creature in the bog

Is it odd that the benches stick right to your clothes

I never check my shoes when I get home

The Saturday fair is placed right in the way

And there's a flower garden long long forgot

I feel like a piece of meat in my short shorts

When I'm running around the track

The stadium still plays really great shows

But to see them, you'll have to pay for that

This place reminds me a lot of Central Park

If you look it up, the same guy designed them both

The smell of weed encapsulates this precious land

Good old Washington's retreat wouldn't advance