Cannonball Statman - Flushing lyrics

The gra** is always greener on my side But has there ever been a tree like you? Green like you A plastic tree standing in the lung of a big bloodbath I can read the news faster than you You wanna know where our little friend went? Struck by Siberian avalanche Paralyzed left to die It's a sad day It's one of these days when you don't wanna go outside You don't even wanna see the rocket ship take off Or the park Or the people who go there Or the fashion show in the park A few minutes pa** I hear a brave raging lunatic Ringing words of wisdom into the ears of a balding sociopath And I smile And it comes to mind that in a few years We will all get together and laugh at this chicken-scratch Down in December Love grows on trees And in the sewer Joy and shattered leaves Tornado in Brooklyn Money in Manhattan Helicopter to Jersey Stop flirting with me Dance to the rats Dance to the rats Sleep with the roaches Dance to the rats Up upon November There's a brand new sewer rat Sleeping with the sleeping Flushing in Flushing Magic like a sunset in a parking lot A big bad rocket ship takes off From Brooklyn, New York to Flushing, Queens Where a deadly visionary was hatched About Nico I can read the news You wanna know what she's up to? Extending the upper limit of her vocalization range For Lou and Jim and Jimi and Satan Today I got tired of you screaming at me And eternally stroking your ego So I'll go off to play a Bushwick Antifolk show For the bartender walls and weirdos Run down Avenue A Take the J train And I realize I was right all along I'm Cannonball Statman On the J train And you just wanna be a character in one of my songs Down in December Love grows on trees And in the sewer Joy and shattered leaves Tornado in Brooklyn Money in Manhattan Helicopter to Jersey Stop flirting with me Dance to the rats Dance to the rats Sleep with the roaches Dance to the rats Up upon November There's a brand new sewer rat Sleeping with the sleeping Flushing in Flushing My favorite thing in the world to do is chase the muse I chase it every day Stop electricity cars firetrucks congress barfights dust mites and red birds in my pursuit of it I'm losing my mind in the best possible way 'Cause I know I ain't never gonna catch it Down in December Love grows on trees And in the sewer Joy and shattered leaves Tornado in Brooklyn Money in Manhattan Helicopter to Jersey Stop flirting with me Dance to the rats Dance to the rats Sleep with the roaches Dance to the rats Up upon November There's a brand new sewer rat Sleeping with the sleeping Flushing in Flushing