Barenaked Ladies Lyrics
8. Every Subway Car
My backpack was faded black But now it's all blue It looks whack, but it's compact And works like brand new I had found an old Greyhound But it wasn't my scene I'm underground at the turnaround And this one is pristine Warehouses above All I'm thinking of You gave your heart to me Soon the world will see Our graffiti love Spray paint on my glove They'll wonder who you are On every subway car I'm on my own, I'm Sly Stallone I did it for you I've outgrown my wings, and flown Into something brand new I show restraint, I'm the Patron Saint Of urban gardens in bloom If I don't faint ingesting paint Breathing all of these fumes Warehouses above All I'm thinking of You gave your heart to me Soon the world will see Our graffiti love Spray paint on my glove They'll wonder who you are On every subway car On every subway car you look amazing While streaming out of bars their glasses raising Systemically refused Then chemically removed Our grafitti love On every subway car
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