Poughkeepsie

Goes on in Spanish Harlem

Goes on in Poughkeepsie

People slip away

Hit me in the arm

Just please do it swiftly

We ain't got all day, yeah

One more coat of arms

Every business weekly

What's Amanda say?

It's not that I'm so strong

I never knew what hit me

Since you came to stay, yeah

Speard and flayed

Burnt and bleeding, I'll catch up some day

'Til tomorrow's bruises go away

And the grass is turning into hay

I'll be glad to be your extra blade

Goes on in Spanish Harlem

Goes on in Poughkeepsie

Lost my grip today

Here to stay

Least until it's time to go away

Walking masterpiece of remembered pain

This teeming life has got you in it's way

And I'm proud to be your lump of clay