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[00:16.580]The sun comes swaggering across the harbour
[00:20.710]And kisses the lady waiting in the narrows
[00:25.230]She already plenty shaky stands there
[00:29.090]Blushing
[00:31.260]Clutching the torch of liberty
[00:35.640]Uptown Luigi who don't speak english so good
[00:39.180]Is having an accident
[00:41.610]Backing his dumptruck into the fence
[00:46.030]The tin cans go clattering down the lane
[00:51.150]A drowsy bum thinks its thunder
[00:54.280]And pulls the news over his head to stop the rain
[01:00.000]No
[01:02.130]It ain't judgement day
[01:04.590]No
[01:04.910]It ain't Armageddon
[01:07.650]It's just the apple stretching and yawning
[01:14.090]Just morning
[01:17.980]New York putting it's feet on the floor
[01:26.360]It's just the apple stretching and yawning
[01:32.760]Just morning
[01:36.970]New York putting it's feet on the floor
[02:11.039]Suburban refugees fleeing the cracked cisterns
[02:15.140]Worm ridden fruit trees stream out Grand Central
[02:19.730]Please to be breathing bagels and pollution
[02:24.500]In Time Square new graffiti
[02:27.890]Old revolutions
[02:30.920]A bag lady is cursing the waiter for giving her a free coffee
[02:35.820]Lucky he's a Jesus freak moonlighting
[02:40.320]At the Acme discount store over in Queens
[02:43.940]The burglar alarm starts to scream
[02:46.790]A cop picks out his gun fires one and yells
[02:52.330]FREEZE
[02:54.470]No
[02:57.020]It ain't Worl War Four
[03:13.540]No
[03:15.560]It ain't World War Four
[03:21.550]It's just the apple stretching and yawning
[03:28.050]Just morning
[03:32.280]New York putting its feet on the floor
[03:51.490]Nearby the Hudson a hooker makes a 'U'
[03:55.710]To help a blind man to his pew in the park
[03:59.700]Some long ago home training jars the memory
[04:06.000]The bag lady says 'Thank you' and curties
[04:34.210]The herd of beaten tourists limp homeward
[04:46.040]Having bitten off more than they could chew
[04:50.310]Moaning them old big city blues
[04:57.910]Miss Liberty depicts her qualms and grins
[05:04.620]Another subway starts rattling
[05:09.110]And Luigi's cans go clattering down the hill
[05:34.210]No
[05:43.450]It ain't some kind of ill wind
[05:58.880]No
[05:59.710]It ain't the world coming to an end
[06:08.630]Just the apple stretching and yawning
[06:26.340]Just morning
[06:42.640]New York putting its feet on the floor