I was cruel like a president
It was wrong but I ordered it
Lost some limbs in an accident
Playing God
At a table down at Edendale

Didn´t feel good wasn´t eating well
In the photo booth made me hate myself
What a slob

It´s hard now to imagine it
The currency was all counterfeit
Diana´s face was scattered to the mob
Expensive jokes and cheap thrills cost a lot

Zach´s staggering down Bleecker Street
The label asked for a meet and greet
I agreed reluctantly I couldn´t be alone
Signed a sleeve for a teenager
It felt just like a harbinger
I was shaking hands with the manicured
Worked my fingers to the bone

No you shouldn´t go home with the SoHo girl

´Cause she only wants materials
And you shouldn´t place bets on the New York Mets
´Cause at best it´s hypothetical
Expensive seats in a field of dreams
U-turns in limousines
Got to get around the detour when it´s blocked
Bells and whistles, fancy cheap thrills cost a lot

No, you shouldn´t make noise with those Bay Ridge boys
When they´re drunk, man, it´s impossible
Secondhand amps and a bent up crash
The band sounds like an animal
Cheap seats and broken dreams
U-turns in limousines
Gotta kick in the door when it´s locked
Bells and whistles, cheap thrills cost a lot