Every dollar counts And every morning hurts We mostly work to live Until we live to work
Ezra Koenig
But, wait, Oh, it's much too late Oh, and I cannot be walking home Until I've found my love.
home
work
Sit on a park wall Ask all the right questions Why are the horses racing taxis in the winter?
rights
His Honor drove southward seeking exotica, Down to the pueblo huts of New Mexico, Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas, Oh, Oh, Oh..
honor
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