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Album: ANGEL: New York City MARK: Uh huh ANGEL: Center of the universe COLLINS: Sing it, girl ANGEL: times are s--tty, but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse MARK: I hear you ANGEL: It's a comfort to know When you're singing the hit the road blues That anywhere else you could possibly go After New York would be A pleasure cruise COLLINS: Now you're talking! Well I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle And I'm sick of grading papers, that I know And I'm shouting in my sleep, I need a muzzle All this misery pays no salary, so Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe Oh, sunny Santa Fe would be nice Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe And leave this to the roaches and mice OH-OH ALL: OH-- ANGEL: You teach? COLLINS: I teach- computer age philosophy But my students would rather watch TV ANGEL: America ALL: America! COLLINS: You're a sensitive aesthete Brush the sauce onto the meat You could make the menu sparkle with rhyme You could drum a gentle drum I could seat guests as they come Chatting not about heidegger, but wine Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe Our labors would reap financial gains ALL: Gains, gains, gains COLLINS: We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe And save from devastation our brains HOMELESS: Save our brains ALL: We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away Devote ourselves to projects that sell We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe Forget this cold Bohemian hell OH- OH- COLLINS: Do you know the way to Santa Fe? You know, tumbleweeds... prairie dogs... Yeah
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