The subway car smells like an animal's cage
|
And don't you feel like the captain riding in a rage
|
Oh the city's sweet as cider...sours with age
|
|
The toss between fear and freedom
|
Looking for a familiar sign
|
And the man sitting next to you says "hey baby, can you spare a dime?"
|
Oh the city's sweet as cider... sours in time
|
|
You turn to see his pants from 1965 with the holes in the pockets
|
And the fly open wide
|
And just when he starts to make you nervous, suddenly he starts to cry
|
Oh the city's sweet as cider...passes some people by
|
|
And on the other side of the darkness
|
Where the tunnel closes inside
|
You can only come out even in this town
|
But girl, you have come out alright
|
Oh the city's sweet as cider...isn't sweet at night
|
No the city's sweet as cider...isn't sweet at night
|
|
-----------------
|
Subway
|
| Ani DiFranco |
