Start Again

Back from the war
He sits in the car
And holds onto his baby
Who still feels far
Remember as an orphan
How he wanted to be held
He came here with his brothers
They're working for the well

So wake up, Amani
Get down to the station
They're waiting for you
How could you leave them waiting?
I sit and listen as the trains go by
There but for the grace of God go I

How are you today?
Thank you, come again
How are you today?
Thank you, come again
You need not ask the worth
When you show up in that precious shirt

Walking down 1st, just past the 20
A man at the center, he drinks himself sick
Yeah the money is good, but I'm killing my body
He's in his shiny clothes
So he can't get hit

One day he stops and gets out of all of it
By then his neck curls
And he walks with a limp
But now he can do anything that he wants to
Any little thing his broken back will permit

How are you today?
Thank you, come again
How are you today?
Thank you, come again
Ah, give it to the site
Your body, your might
Your muscles getting big and your tendons are tight
How are you today?
How are you today?
You need not ask the worth
When you show up in that precious shirt

How many punch drunk surly men does it takes to screw a lightbulb in?

New York, wasted
Start again, start again
New York, wasted
Start again, start again
New York is wasted, you start again
New York is wasted
You start again