Coney Island is not a place to look for starfish
Or to find yourself a 15 colored stone
That you can carry in your pocket till you’re grown
Ah there just aren’t any subways to the country
But your daddy he’s gonna try
If I ever get three bucks together I’m gonna buy
Three tickets on a train and I’ll show you the way
I will carry you through peach smelling rain
One boy to a shoulder
Hey, we better go quick before we get older
Central Park is not a place to watch the sunrise
Or to look for red skin writing in a cave
Or even find the kind of frogs you’d like to save
Hey, I wish we had a subway to the country
New York city is a town too big for children
Where there’s so much dirt they think that snow is gray
And you have to watch their childhoods waist away
Hey, we’ve got to find a subway to the country
Or anywhere
But your daddy he’s gonna try
If I ever get three bucks together I’m gonna buy
Three tickets on a train and I’ll show you the way
I will carry you through peach smelling rain
One boy to a shoulder
Hey, we better go quick before we get older
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