.they're selling incense on the corner, the sweet smell fills the air>the Krishna punks are dancing and ringing the bells down on Tompkins Square
the beautiful and the broken, the ramshackle and the rakehell
I'm drinking down on 11th and A with all my favorite wastrels
We are the city, we.
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