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The View From New Jersey

Did you lose everything on your hard drive?
Did you come out to Hoboken sucking wind?
There's lots of kids commuting out to Wall Street here
They're all waiting for their real lives to begin

And you, you thought that they'd all find you special
Well, you're special, but nobody really cares
'Cause they'll confer degrees on anybody with the cash to blow
You decide yourself if that's unfair

Oh, you were pretty once
That ain't too hard to guess
Won't you unlatch that suit just in case there's something left?
That's the view from New Jersey

Practicing your pick-up lines on your own damn self
Another cheesy Washington Street bar
Too sedate to smash the state and too tremulous
That's where you be when you don't know who you are

But ask any partygoer, any nighttripper
Ask the kids lined up at Twilo or at Nell's
What's the good in ever looking fabulous
When the crowds are outside toasting David Wells?

If that make-a no sense to you
You can flip it in another tongue
One you knew when you were young
Though you lost your cutie pie-ness
That's the view from New Jersey

Surprised to find that you're glad you stayed
C'mon, let's take a walk on the palisade
Sure, there'll be times when you get your views dismissed
But only by those who don't know that such views exist
And getting rid of dead wood feels so good
And we call this the Casting-Off Place
Awake with the smell of rubber and burning paint
Better than feeling lost when you're feeling faint

That's the view
That's the view
That's just the view
Only the view
Not the hippest, I'm aware
But it's damned good that it's there
New Jersey

Trapped in the corner in your bumper car
It doesn't even help to turn the wheel
Everybody's gonna get their hits in now
Bear up in it and be thankful you still feel

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